This week has been heavy. It’s been dark. It’s been difficult to manage.
Without the kids being in school they were not faced with The Conversation regarding current events in our world.
Thankfully I didn’t have to field pointed questions from my 9-year-old that require a carefully navigated answer. No fluff around here folks. My kids want to facts.
I did not watch the news with them, just so I would avoid crying and have to then explain why Mommy’s heart is aching.
I did overhear a group of young women in my apartment complex discussing this week.
They were having an honest to goodness town hall meeting while listening to music regarding our… more specifically their safety as African-American women in America.
I wondered if their parents had been able to take the time to sit down as a family and speak about the atrocities.
I wondered if their parents were honest with them. And to what end.
I wondered if their home was an environment that fostered healthy debate.
It hit me that having mixed children I would have to start creating such an environment.
That I would have to explain to them that, although God made them special and wonderfully unique that some people may not like them. Some people may target them. I will have to explain that this may never happen to them personally but they will witness it in some shape or fashion.
I will continue to raise them as I always have.
The only deviation being I will not avoid uncomfortable situations at all costs.
I will NOT become a fear monger or anti-human.
I will continue to encourage them to ask questions respectfully, speak up for the little guy, and pray for everyone (regardless of their own opinions) because THAT is what we believe.
All that being said… my petition to my fellow Adults of the Planet Earth….
don’t be that guy(or gal).
they are watching us.
they are expecting us to protect them.
they are expecting us to protect ourselves.
because that is how we have raised them.