Lately, it seems as though I’ve been traveling a lot, which is very out of the ordinary for this small town girl. And by small town, I mean, a girl that lives in the suburbs of Metro-Detroit where there’s a Tim Horton’s about every mile and a half. So, make whatever you will with that.
Being the primary caregiver for another human has taught me a lot of things. I’ve been responsible for administering/managing medications, cleaning and changing PICC lines, administering IV medications, and a slew of other things. The absolute worst thing that it has taught me is that ignoring my own physical (and mental) health is easier than
Imagine a young woman, around the age of 22, sitting in a college classroom waiting for her African American studies class to start. As a relatively naïve, white, young adult that had little experience talking about race, culture, or diversity in any shape or form – her nerves, and her interest, were peaked. Class began