Tag: Racism

"I have a confession to make. It’s embarrassing...especially because I have an interracial family."

You are my friends. You are my sisters. We are the same in more ways than we are different, but there are a few things that I need you to know.

"I was in the waiting room at the doc office today and this lady walked in with her sleeping baby!"

When we go shopping after school, I tell my son he has to leave his backpack in the car. When he wants to take a walk past dark with his friends, I tell him “no." He’s not allowed to play with guns that aren’t clearly Super Soakers. If we’re stopped by the police because our headlight is out, I say, “Remember what I taught you.”

"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."

"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."

"What she was really saying is where is your blackness from. 4 in the morning and my poor husband is getting asked these sorts of questions."

“I often worry that my words won’t come out right and someone with a stronger opinion or who can articulate clearer will make my thoughts seem irrelevant.”