I have begun closing relationships which suggest – however slight or indirect – that I must choose to either be a great mother or a great writer/activist.

Because, you know, it’s so much more acceptable to tell a mother to choose than for me to tell my partner that he can either be a great father or a great consultant. No one would dream of telling him that. But for mothers? It’s all about choices. And they’re never easy.

My “choice” however isn’t between motherhood and writing or my activism. My choice is about who to allow in my life to help me build the life I want for myself, for my son, for my family. Only the visionary are allowed in.