What does it mean when the messiness of our humanness and family relationships is precisely what makes us better teachers? The courage to be vulnerable and act as a learner with our students can be inspired by our own parenthood. What does it take to navigate the racial dynamics of diverse classrooms? What practices of wholeness will sustain the dedicated minorized teacher over the long-haul of a teaching career? How does being aware of the identity politics of the USA make you, potentially, a better teacher?