I’m sure you’ve been reading and watching the news. Everyone has. It’s a really confusing and sad time for our country when it feels like nothing has changed from our past, doesn’t it? But while we still have a lot of work to do (STILL! In 2016!) of course there’s been change; it’s just easy to forget when we’re seeing such terrifying events unfold. I still have hope. We need to have hope. Sometimes it’s the only thing that propels us forward.
By the way, I was so happy to see this. As a non-white person, but one who may sometimes be viewed as a person of privilege among people of color, it’s sometimes confusing to make sense of where we fit into this picture that’s fracturing our country. I’ve seen some comments around the web suggesting that this isn’t our fight and that we should stay out of it. But we’re all in this together and I love that this letter was a crowd-sourced effort.
Speaking of hope, I finally published my first post on Medium this week. It’s a piece that I needed to write, a reflection on the last two years. Like many things in my life, writing about it enables me to let it go. Not to erase memories, no, but to distill it and move on. I wrote about dealing with grief and how my time at the startup was intertwined with that experience.
Why did I choose to publish it on Medium and not here? It isn’t a secret that readership here is just a fraction of what it once was at the height of blogging. I guess for a piece like this I wanted a wider audience. I must admit, it does kind of feel like I’m cheating on the blog since I plan to publish more stories on Medium. It doesn’t mean that I’m leaving this space at all, but like everything these days, it’s time to try new things.