If I had mixed children how could I ever figure out how to help them find their identity though the history of what mommies people did to daddies people? without crying? without feeling guilty? Would they need me to explain? How do you even begin to tell anyone the magnitude of the suffering humans can do to other humans? How do you be a voice of truth when you yourself know so little? How do you bring up a child in a world that you yourself can’t even comprehend and don’t want to look at ? I hope that all my children can see from me is love. That God loves me, I love them, and that I love all other people equally and don’t see myself or anyone else as better than the next. I hope they see God’s love in me and know that no matter what their skin color, they are loved, and even with all the hate in this world that God’s truth will prevail.
