What You’re Really Owed: Nothing

Last week I had different friends posting about various topics and one posted about apology language (a spin off of the 5 Love Languages) and another posted something polar opposite in regards to you not being able to tell anyone how to love you, but allowing them to show you their level of ability and you deciding if you want to participate or not. Both of these got me into my head for a while and I just wanted to share some of those thoughts.

The first step to change anything is acceptance/admittance. We have to accept and more importantly admit that we are in a space and time that's not safe for Black people in a country that states it is founded on "liberty and justice for all". Those words should have significance, but they are just mere words because actions aren't in alignment. Trust is a reciprocal expectation and for the longest time Black people have been getting the short end of the stick in our relationship with America.

While I'm almost certain no one could predict this is what the school year would have turned into, it hasn't all been terrible. I am not the easiest or nicest teacher (based on my girls' moaning when I do schoolwork with them), but I absolutely love all the time I've been able to spend with them. One of my biggest regrets as a mom is not being able to give my older two the same amount of time their younger sister gets.