"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
For the record, I don’t have a criminal record. Do you know how difficult it is to prove you did NOT do something? That you were NOT somewhere? That you are NOT someone else?
"When my husband goes to a playground with our daughter he constantly stays by her side--if not he gets stares and people wonder what the “big black man” is doing on the park bench."
"I called the seller and was told it was a cash-only offer. I was told, 'I’m sure that takes you off the table'...Come to my White House any time. I can’t wait to have you! Glory to God in the highest. I’m a homeowner."
"Whoever says, ‘it’s not hard to text back’ obviously doesn’t have a brain turned to mush like me. So right now, more than ever, I’m thankful for friends who don’t have unrealistic expectations of me."
"I BROKE THE LAW! I already had my license out and was holding it to the window. She didn’t take it. Instead, she was looking at my passenger, my 15-year-old son. She asked me, “Are YOU okay Ma'am?” She asked for his license, school ID, AND social security number."
