Yeah. 😔 2025 sucks more and more each day.

Same. Oops.

Sending virtual hugs to everyone who’s like me. Not fully mothered yet still putting one foot in front of the other to break these intergenerational chains. We’re still here and we’re strong. ❤️

As a mom, I’ve done everything I can to be the mom my kids needed. The mom I would’ve needed. But there’s a part of me that always remains hollow. The wound that never healed.

She passed away in 2018, and while I’ve felt sad about her loss, grieving has been weird. I understood she was suffering here, and had been for years before she passed. The tears never came.

And to the guy who was like “not in my backyard” as he grumbled on by - LISTEN to those of us with lived experience. YES absolutely IN MY BACK YARD because everyone deserves housing, healthcare, food, safety, etc etc etc. We can do better, if & when we choose to.

Oooh it’s super fun! Enjoy!! I went with my friend last summer and it was great! (I captioned the alt text.)

This story is close to my heart, because my older brother Kevin was diagnosed with DM1 when he was about to age out of foster care. The care he needed didn’t exist back then, and it limited his life opportunities & eventually cut his life short.

Olivia’s journey is more hopeful.

He’s really nice. I met him at a science teacher’s conference back when I used to teach high school. He was wearing his adorable bow tie. 😁

I know of one great doc who is in the CA state assembly - Jasmeet Bains. She’s a great person and a family med physician.

a35.asmdc.org