A few months ago, my parents had their 45th wedding anniversary. Our gift to them was a photo book. In this one book, my sister (as she was responsible for putting it all together) was able to squeeze almost their entire life and the most important events from their kids lives: our baptisms, our 1st communion rites, our marriages, the births of their grandchildren, and a few family gatherings.
Growing up, I remember a black sack that my parents kept almost all our pictures in, including pictures of my grandparents. (There was just a single photo of my paternal mother, but none of her husband). Apart from that, we had one small photo album. It wasn’t until my adolescent years that we got our first small film camera. Since then, the amount of photo albums started to expand.
After she’d received the anniversary album, my mom Skyped me and showed it to me, even though I was already aware of it it. And yet, during that Skype session, I realized just how few moments from their lives had been captured for us. Compared to what they had accumulated of us in photos, the images that captured their own lives was much less. (more…)
On July 24th, I did something I never dreamed possible. As a representative of the world’s poorest of the poor, I lobbied on Capital Hill.
If you asked me two years ago if I would ever find myself here as an advocate for global and human rights, I would have laughed it all away saying “you’re dreaming”. Yet, there I was. On July 24th, I did it. I gave a voice to the millions of voiceless people who were dying and suffering around the world. And it was amazing.
For three full days in late July, I was in our nation’s capital attending the RESULTS International Conference on behalf of the UN Foundation’s Shot@Life initiative. (The Shot@Life initiative program that provides life-saving vaccines to the most impoverished countries in the world).
Shot@Life has partnered with RESULTS, as their missions are the same. We are fighting to end world hunger and poverty that is making millions of people die each year and live in needless suffering.
So many people have asked me why do I care? They’ve said, “of course, world poverty is a terrible, tragic problem that impacts so many… but do you really think that YOU can make a difference?” After the last three days and especially my big day on Capital Hill, my answer is yes. We can. (more…)