We drove ten hours to visit friends in the mountains.The first night, within the first three hours, the subject of white privilege created rapids between us.Our opposing stance ripped us apart --rocks, cliffs, and rough waters divided us.We were far apart -- on the cliffs, falling, hitting our heads against rocks…
There is a space in our home
where we all gather, and in our home, we gather at our table.We gather at our table
to drink Coffee
to sip tea
to debate and create
and channel Dear Abby.
We gather at our table to quench our thirst.We gather at our table
to spotlight our highs and lows
and to share our joys and…
Dear White Mom,You are making parenting difficult for me.
I am a black mother living in a red state.
Mothering black children in a white town.
Black. White. Red.
Colors are not so pretty, after all.
The urge to suppress my anger is making me angry - injustice has a way of boiling one's blood.So far, I've been the one…