09/29/2026
I’ve been noticing this about myself lately.
When I hear about something that feels deeply wrong, I can react really fast.
Violence against women. Racism. LGBTQ people being treated unfairly. Someone being hurt or dismissed because of who they are.
I feel it immediately.
And almost just as quickly, I start thinking about my kids.
Have I taught them to speak up?
Would they step in if someone was being hurt?
Would they recognize when something wasn’t okay?
Would they be willing to do the right thing even if it was uncomfortable?
I want the answer to all of those questions to be yes.
I never want to lose the part of me that cares deeply about those things.
But I’m also realizing that caring deeply does not mean I always know exactly what happened.
My husband is really good at reminding me of that.
When I start getting worked up about something I hear or read, he will sometimes say, “You don’t actually know the whole story yet.”
And if I’m being honest, I do not always love hearing that.
Because sometimes my emotions decide what happened before I actually know what happened.
And making room for what I don’t know can feel uncomfortable.
But it does not mean allegations should not be taken seriously.
It does not mean women have not been harmed, dismissed, or not believed.
It does not mean racism, misogyny, homophobia, violence, or injustice are any less real.
It just means I am learning how to hold two things at the same time.
I can want someone’s story to be heard.
I can want accountability.
I can teach my kids not to look the other way when someone is being harmed.
And I can still believe people deserve fairness and that sometimes I need to admit I do not know the whole story yet.
I want to teach my kids both.
Be brave enough to stand up for people.
And humble enough to admit when you do not know everything yet.
I’m still figuring out how to hold both.