Yes, We All Have Privileges

We often talk about privilege in the context of race, gender, or wealth but the truth is, privilege shows up in everyday life in ways we don’t always recognize. For me, as a Black woman living with a disability, one of the greatest privileges I carry is something many take for granted: the ability to drive.

Every time I get into my car, I’m reminded that this isn’t something everyone in the disability community can do. It’s not just about driving, it’s about freedom. And that freedom is a gift I never take lightly.

My mom jokes, “You’d be in a world of trouble if you were depending on me to take you everywhere.” And she’s right. Driving is not just a convenience for me, it is how I show up for the world, for the work, and for the young people I serve.

I’ve been fortunate enough to purchase four new vehicles before the age of 40. That’s privilege. I’ve received incredible support from Opportunities for Ohioans with Disabilities, who covered the $18,000 adaptive modifications on each car. That’s privilege. And every time I take the wheel, I feel powerful, like I’m ruling the road and every other car is part of my empire.

Now let’s talk about parking.

Let’s just say... I bend the rules. Reserved spots, double parking, meter skipping—I’ve done it all. I recently had a meeting at 30 E. Broad, didn’t pay the meter, whispered a prayer, and returned to no ticket. Favor!

I live on the edge, yes. but with gratitude. I know that being able to drive gives me the autonomy to lead, serve, and impact lives. Without it, I wouldn’t be who I am today.

Driving is my privilege. And I don’t take it for granted.