I am a BLACK Mom

"Every mother of every race should have felt that. If you are a mother and you are silent about this, f--- you. I said what I said and we hear your silence!" – Taraji P. Henson

I am a black mom.

I have beautiful black babies. They are well mannered and want nothing more than to be accepted by a world that doesn’t always accept them.

I haven’t had the words to express the pain I felt in the loss of George Floyd. I’ve had to take time to feel every valid emotion that came my way. I have not watched the video. I can’t bring myself to do it. It makes me sick to my stomach knowing that the world has witnessed this man die because he was SUSPECTED of using a counterfeit bill.

Where was the humanity?

If we thought it was scary to be black 100 years ago, think about how we feel now.

Black men and women are dying for NOTHING – other than being black.

When will this end? When can I no longer worry?

I’m scared for my sons. I’m scared for the men in my life.

No one knows that they are harmless and would give you the shirt off their backs if you needed it. I encourage you to see people without judgement.

I don’t believe this was Martin Luther King Jr.’s dream.

I have been fortunate to know some people of different races to stand for equality and truly understand that BLACK LIVES MATTER. Our skin color should not offend you.

To my fellow black mothers, I feel your pain. I hear you. I see you.

I also challenge you - start having those tough conversations with your children. They need to understand the world we live in. The last thing you want is for them to be put in a situation and think they are untouchable.