I am a 38-year-old mother and wife. I live in a beautiful community but feel it's a bit of bubble. The "outside" world seems very far away from this upper-middle class, mostly white community. I work as a copy editor at the local paper and am reminded just how detached this place can be. I was raised in a suburb of L.A., a far cry from the quite, sleepy retirement community I live in now. I struggle with my life here, to some peoples surprise. My struggle is in keeping in mind that there is a world out there, beyond the mcmansions I'm surrounded by. I want to be part of that world because I know there is work to do. Living here, it seems people forget. They tut-tut over headlines and stories of atrocities, but seldom do I see anything more. I'm hoping that by joining this community, my need to be part of something bigger, my need to feel like I'm giving back, doing something more than what is directly in front of me will be, even a little bit, fulfilled. Standing up to injustice Finding a way to fulfill my passion I can talk to a tree and come away with something and I'm a copy editor and at one time, was a graphic designer.
My Vision for the Future
A place where my daughter can feel safe