I find myself thinking more and more of my eldest brother James. I was the youngest of 3 and the only girl, and he took his big brother duties pretty serious. Growing up in Detroit, there were many bad decisions and wrong turns I could have made, and he equipped me as best as possible to avoid them…even though he didn’t do this for his own life.
I was a pretty timid kid, the peacemaker of the family and the one they seemed to seek some level of approval from. Going into my teenage years like this could have meant a different life from the one I have now. James, however, taught me two very important lessons (of many) that shape the way I look and go about things: never make a decision you’re not willing to own and not to complain if I’m not willing to do something about it.
One of the great things about being a consultant/working for yourself is the ability to set your own schedules and to work from home. Both allow me to satisfy my need to do volunteer activities in and around Edmonds. However, I have discovered that in order for me to “work” from home, I need to start off somewhere else.
Starting at home first thing in the morning comes with distractions: the desire to stay in bed a little bit more, do a bit a housework, etc. I find that I need to get up and go somewhere else first, then come back home and continue/finish. Coffeehouses seem to do the trick, and I get my double-tall mocha to get me going.
There are three, depending on my mood and what I need to start working on, that are my favorites: Continue reading
I remember the 2008 Presidential election cycle with mixed emotions, most of them positive. I was a California State Democratic Delegate who was going to vote for either the first African-American candidate or first female candidate. This was enormous, something that my grandparents never got to see.
It was a contentious primary with many divided allegiances and feelings. I saw the strong relationships of my beloved Young Democrats fracture in picking sides. Some of these friendships did survive. Others didn’t.
Once we moved from the primary to the general election, I feared the worst: would some radical do something to hurt Barack Obama and/or his family? How much would racism rear its ugly head? If elected, would he survive his term(s)? Continue reading
Between relocating to a new state (physically and mentally), doing a fast deep dive into my new community and running for office this time last year, I decided to take a few steps back and quietly figure out what I want to do next and the best place to do it. It was tough at first, to go cold turkey in openly sharing my thoughts and feelings, but it was worth it. Now I’m ready to come back to this.
Many has transpired in the past 12 months. Our presidential election alone could fill thousands of posts on its own, but there is so much more. What we see happening nationally, and internationally, came from somewhere. It started small. It started local. Any head-scratching we experience on issues happening on a national level can also been seen in our local communities. I submit that these are not “trickle down” situations, but more “skyrocketing-up”. Continue reading