My writing has been quiet on here lately.

I’ve been missing it and feeling a little sad that I haven’t been “writing” as frequently as I prefer.

Then I stopped to reflect.

I have been writing.

I’m in school to become a DOJ-accredited immigrant representative.

I am actually writing a lot.

I am writing about immigration history and how history is repeating itself.

I am writing about immigrants’ lives.

I am writing about trauma.

I am writing about hope.

I am writing about legal sources.

I am writing memos after interviews.

I am writing comments on live regulations—advocating for justice.

I am writing encouragement to my classmates.

There are seasons of our lives that may look a little different in writing—all is welcome and needed.

I am writing a lot these days, and my goodness, what I’m writing is so needed and necessary in our world right now.