Sometimes I have to remind myself of things I do, and why I do them. I do a lot. More than I should. I teach six classes, manage ten independent study students, advise four extra curricular activities, and chair the English department. I am raising two boys the best that I can, and co-managing a household with my co-navigator. I make play dates and mama dates, and sometimes I sit in front of the tv, and sometimes I write. Sometimes I host parties, and sometimes I think of a project too big to manage. And sometimes, well, not sometimes, actually, more like currently, I sit on the Board of Directors for MotherWoman. I don’t really have that kind of space in my life. The kind of space I should devote to such an organization. And sometimes I think I should probably cut something out – make more room- and it should probably be that.
But sometimes, I remember that MotherWoman saved my life. I remember that sitting in circle with women, once a week saved my life, and sometimes, I allow myself to remember, it saved my children’s lives as well.
And there are women, countless women in this valley, who might feel the same way, or might get to feel the same way sometime soon. And because I remember that, Sometimes I remember I can’t give up this work, this love, this fight.