Today I taped up the box I've been filling with clothes as Kit outgrows them or we konmari them. Then I weighed the box, ordered the shipping label, scheduled the pickup, and printed and taped on the label. Now it's downstairs waiting to be picked up on Monday.
The box is addressed to the P---- family. They're refugees from El Salvador now living in New York. I don't know anything else about them except that they have three kids, one of whom is a bit younger and smaller than Kit and appears to really love the clothes we send. I was matched with them through
the New Neighbors Partnership. If you're in New York and have a child, you can sign up to be matched with a family and send them your child's hand-me-downs. If you're anywhere, you can make a donation to NNP, or buy handmade goods from
this Etsy shop run by one of the neighbors. Or you can look for ways to help refugees where you are.
(I'm going to try to include "and here's how you can do the same or similar things" links in every post, in case that helps anyone else with their activism practice.)
Incidentally, here's a great reason to shop at
Primary: they accidentally sent us a duplicate order of the mittens and skirt we'd bought for Kit, and when I wrote to inform them, their customer service immediately gave me their blessing to donate the spares. I was very happy to add them to the box. I figure that a kid who's been wearing a lot of hand-me-downs might like to get a sparkly skirt that's just hers and has never been anyone else's. Also, Kit LOVES those mittens, and we love them too—they're really cozy and easy to put on—so I'm glad to share the joy.
To some extent, sending this box is a thing I would have done anyway, so I wasn't sure I should count it toward this effort toward daily actions; I was just waiting to hear back from Primary so I could put in the mittens and skirt and declare it full. But on the other hand, actually declaring the box complete and going through the process of shipping it off is something I always need a jumpstart on, and "What will my five-minute action be today?" was what jumpstarted me. Without that, it might have sat in my room for another week or two. Now, because I pushed myself a little to act and not delay, those mittens might even reach young Miss P---- before next week's snow. That feels important enough to count.