Becoming the mother of a sweet boy, with skin much darker than mine, opened my eyes to the fact that fighting for racial justice is the responsibility of all.
By focusing on the stress of modern parenting, we fail to notice a whole lot of joy that we could otherwise be experiencing. Enter mindfulness and mediation.
You're not depressed, but you're not happy, either. Some days motherhood has a way of bringing you down. Thankfully, kindness can pull you back up again.
It's hard to believe there is a plan for your life when the path you so desperately want is just out of reach. And finding a new path after miscarriage feels impossible.
The bully/victim narrative and the typical separate and punish way of dealing with bullying doesn't take advantage of the lessons each kid could learn.
Learning from the legacy of my parent's marriage, and growing because of it, I can both honor and further fortify their love- and perhaps make one of my own.
