That's So Handy

If you're an educator or live with one, you know that it's that time of year again! This is the very first time in 7 years that I am not employed by a school system. I will not be starting this school year working in any capacity. I have officially been a stay-at-home mom for 8 months and I feel like I still haven't found my rhythm yet. But things have been wonderful because I haven't been alone. Due to COVIC-19, my husband has been home since March, and while he still had to work, having him here to help out, and sometimes just having his presence, has been so supportive. However, my husband is going back to work tomorrow! Under normal circumstances, I would just be sad because my husband would no longer be with me in the house all day. But during this pandemic, there are added reasons for my sadness. My husband is physically going to be in the school building working. My response, I hate it! Yes I hate that he is no longer going to be home with me and the boys: it...

This week I could honestly feel my blood boiling. I felt hate in my heart. On top of grieving the loss of two people I've known, I also grieved because of so much ignorance being posted by those claiming to not be racists. I've developed anger towards specific individuals. Black people are literally SCREAMING for our lives. The fact that some people still don't understand is mind-boggling. I am tired of trying to figure out why some people see the anger, sadness, hopelessness we're experiencing and would rather respond with hate and ignorance instead of sympathy and understanding. They'd rather reprimand us because they are uncomfortable instead of acknowledging the underlying issue. Fighting against people is exhausting. Seeing people in my own community mocking, belittling our struggles has been upsetting. Bigger than one event, we are against systems that see us as less than human; see us as inferior, not worthy of being treated with decency and justice, not wo...