01/27/2026
👋 Hello, and some thoughts from my five-minute walk to the hospital to visit a client.
I am deeply aware of how much privilege is wrapped up in my daily life: where I live, the work I get to do, the safety and access I move through without having to think about it. None of that is accidental, and none of it is evenly distributed.
We are not okay as a country. So many systems meant to protect life, dignity, and family are actively causing harm ! especially to Black, Indigenous, immigrant, disabled, q***r, and low-income communities! The injustice is constant, and it is exhausting.
And still…showing up to births, to families in their most tender, vulnerable moments… keeps grounding me in what this is all for. Witnessing care, resilience, and deep DEEP love in real time is a reminder that people continue to create life and community even when the world makes it unnecessarily hard.
I’m holding both gratitude and rage. Gratitude for the work, the trust, the closeness to these moments. Anger at the systems that make safety, health, and support feel like privileges instead of rights.
There is room for both. In fact, I think we need both? The tenderness that sustains us and the anger that demands SO much more and much better.
