In the wake of Tyre Nichols’s murder, I find myself wanting to hold onto my Black son a little tighter.
He is 7.
Young enough to still be deemed cute by some, but old enough to not be given as much grace for simply “being a kid” by others.
Sometimes I spoil him a bit more than I’d like to.
It’s only really because even though I know technically he’s a kid until age …
Holding my Black son tight: a mother’s reflection
There is a certain amount of privilege associated with being white, educated, and upper-middle-class while protesting as a frontline worker. There is also a large amount of protection and a lack of “ fear of consequences” mentality. Case in point – my clinic held a kneel in as part of #whitecoatsforblack lives on June 5, 2020. I decided to informally lead the kneel in as it took place on Breonna …
Observations of a Black frontline worker and protester
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