Hey Everyone.
Lacking words of my own, I want to share the words of a young woman, who like me is a white American. Her words are true and we need to speak up.
My thoughts are with you all during this continually difficult time.
Esmeralda
White silence is violence.
I am white, I have remained silent, I have wondered, questioned, disbelieved.
I am part of the violence, one voice that has stayed silent, because my skin wasn’t targeted. Because I was continually told that I was privileged.
And for a long time, I thought that was an insult. But I have since learned that it is not. It is truly a privilege and an opportunity.
I wish they would only take me as I am
— Vincent Van Gogh
One of the people I admire the most doesn’t share my skin color. My co-workers don’t share my skin color. To me, it’s never mattered. To me, that made them prettier than I am, it made me marvel and admire our diversity.
The beauty and uniqueness of life.
But not to others. Others see my friends as less. See them was lives that don’t matter, lives…
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Thanks for sharing this Esmerelda, because Amie’s post didn’t show up in my reader! This has been happening with a whole lot of blogs lately and I’m not sure why. I wonder if it’s just me?
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Thank you for sharing.
*hugs
-kaelyn 🙂
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