CARAVAN OF LOVE

Like many of us, this summer when I first heard of the Administration’s family separation policy, I felt like I had been sucker-punched. For the past several months, my emotions have been much closer to the surface whenever the topic came up. Deep down, I knew I would eventually visit the border and try to help.

Thinking about the intersectionality of my Latinx roots (maternal side) and experience as a new parent, I now understand this trip was predestined. It wasn’t until I met my colleague Woodson Martin and heard his moving story of selflessness, generosity, and compassion at the border that I understood what my journey would look like.

So I’m spending this week on the border doing whatever I can to help provide relief to asylum-seekers, refugees, and immigrant families. I’m bringing with me a Caravan of Love.

Over the past several weeks I’ve collected donations from neighbors and strangers on Facebook. This morning I loaded into a Lyft six oversized (and overweight!) suitcases jam-packed with clothing and toys for children and infants.

Our infant daughter Charlie (14 m.o.) even got in on the action. Last night we asked her to select a dozen of her stuffed animals that she wanted me to take to give to children at the border. She didn’t know what was going on but it was certainly emotional for us.

I’m also collecting cash donations, which will be used to pay for food, transport, hygiene supplies, and health services for families in need. Please consider helping us hit our goal here: bit.ly/2AKSbYF

It was hard saying goodbye to my family this morning– and I know exactly when I’ll see them again.  I can’t imagine what these families are going through…

I’ll be guest blogging here all week. I’m publishing this first post on a plane to Houston, TX where I’ll take a second flight to McCallen, TX. I have no idea what to expect, but I’m sure it will be emotional.