This is a picture of my daughters hand on my hand. I noticed a contrast in skin color, so I took a picture. It kind of makes me wonder, what is race? This is my daughter – we have the same blood – how is skin color any different than eye color or hair color? Why does it matter?
As a white woman, I have always believed that not seeing color is not being racist. But, what I am slowly beginning to understand, is that not seeing color, is not seeing the problem, and not seeing the problem IS the problem.
There are Black people in this world that I love with all my heart. People who have listened to me, comforted me and supported me all while showing kindness and patience despite my ignorance. To them, and all people of color, I want to say that I know I will never fully understand what you are going through, and what you have been through, but I support you. I am learning because of you. I am becoming better because of you. I see what is happening in the world, and how so many people are speaking up for justice. We are becoming a stronger, braver and wiser nation, because of you. This world is a better place, because of you. I have a long way to go, and a lot more to learn, but it’s about time you to have the upper hand. It’s time for you to be heard, and for me to step aside and listen.