My passion for children is part of my soul. I care deeply for the physical, mental and spiritual well being of children. Even before I was a mother I took immense pride in being playful, imaginative, a swaddle expert, and trustworthy caregiver. I have a natural ease around babies and kids. I believe we have a responsibility to care for all children.

I am angered at the neglect of our families and children. This cycle of separation, abandonment, and isolation hurts the world at its core. Every child belongs to the whole human family. The pain and suffering of one child is an abuse to us all.

Would it be so bad to imagine that we can take care of everyone? The solutions will come if we are open.

Can you for a moment imagine being forced to separate from your child, crossing borders with threats on both sides? The agony these parents are facing just to survive are monstrous. There is a wicked way of thinking we are protecting rights and freedoms of some at the greater expense of others. The ones who decide who is worthy of any dream should be expected to experience the pain and struggles of the ones they seek to exile. This post speaks to the injustices on immigration worldwide, but it’s also an outcry against the violence we normalize in our culture.

The trickle down effect is a dry river of misleadings and the family unit is bleeding out. We have to apply pressure to stop the bleeding and expect a better way of living for us all.