With what seems to be a perpetual battle of “Black Lives Matter” and “All Lives Matter” filling my social media feeds, my small family of four has stepped up its game ten fold to celebrate my son’s race.
We, like too many other people wearing white skin, were raised with the notions that race does not matter, we are all the same, and color-blindness is loving. Good intentions gone wrong growing up, my husband and I made a commitment to continually open our minds, ears, and hearts to people of color who lovingly take the time to share their experiences with us. With the embarrassing realization of our complete ignorance regarding the beauty and freedom that comes with celebrating instead of “ignoring” race, we have also been intentionally building our son’s race (black/African American) into our family culture.
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