For me, advocacy is not a choice. It is a chore. Rather like doing the dishes. If I don’t tend to them, then how do they become clean and ready for their intended purpose. Sure, I can leave them for a meal, but what happens when I run out? I can switch to paper plates as an alternative, thus ignoring the problem a little longer. However, that isn’t sustainable or practical. So what happens when I inevitably run out of those? Then what? I eat off the floor? My point is, that if I don’t advocate, or do the dishes, things can get a little crazy, and I have no one to blame but myself if I am unhappy with the outcome. For if only I had taken care of the details of life in the first place, or at least tried to contribute to preventing the situation from getting out of hand, I would have saved myself some present or […]