... A white, Jewish woman.
... Mother to a young, white, Jewish girl.
... Married to a white man.
... Someone who grew up in New York City.
... Someone with an open heart.
... Someone with friends who are hurting.
... Trying to figure out how justice is for all when it does not always seem to be so.
I AM NOT
... Someone without understanding and concern.
... Someone without worry.
... Someone without my own fears. Anxieties. Heartaches.
... Someone who will take these moments to compare my own to anyone else's.
... Sure how to explain any of this to my own child.
... Someone who will just completely not try anyway.
... Sure how to keep my child safe, for always.
... Someone who expects to figure that out.
I AM ALSO NOT
... A black woman.
... Mother to a young black girl or boy.
... Afraid for my child's future because of the color of his/her skin.
There are so many more things I am not - but I stop with this because my G-d - consider it. Imagine it. Can you even begin to try?
Whatever your thoughts on how things have been in our world these days, you must truly consider this. There are parents everywhere, mothers just like you and me, fearful for their children's safety because of the color of their skin.
Take that. Understand it. Dwell in it.
And then help change it. Change that fear. Help eradicate it.
You don't have to know how. I don't have that answer. I don't know how, either.
Honestly, I don't care how. Just do it. Start with a dialogue.
Because that fear? It shouldn't be. It shouldn't happen.
It just shouldn't.