In 2001, I rode 500 miles with my sister from Minneapolis to Chicago in the Heartland AIDS Ride. At the time, HIV/AIDS was an abstract issue for me. But on that ride, as I met people whose lives had been devastated by the virus, it became deeply personal. I could no longer sit idly by. The struggle became my struggle. That moment transformed me and led me into AIDS activism. It was the spark that shifted my path and gave me a new mission.
Today, once again, I find myself asking, “How will I meet this moment?”