A Day in the Life of a Master(s) of Education

I recently read an op-ed article entitled "America’s Most Unequal City Doesn’t Trust Black Women to Lead" (here's the link to read it yourself) and it really hit home. Instead of trusting Black-led organizations in this moment, the overwhelming majority of that capital was committed through a closed-door process to almost 200 white-led organizations.  My job is tied to philanthropic work. I work within a system where I seek to support those who are trying to build food equity. At times this work comes with a heavy burden.  The burden of adjusting how grant and funding letters are pitched in order to have access to the type of capital needed to make a realistic impact. It is a constant challenge. Really I just wanted to make this post as a reminder to myself. A reminder to keep fighting. A reminder that I am not alone in this fight.  Until next post, laters

2020 has been a wild one to say the least. But it's also been one of self discovery and growth.  In this year I've become more outspoken,  learned more about my thoughts and what forms my political and personal stances. I've also done better with money management and curating personal relationships.  The person I am now is nothing like the person I was this time last year or anything near what I thought at the start of this year. And that's ok. It's a whole new world.