Inspired by @boygirlparty // not the most articulate collection of thoughts but I have to say something.
  1. Everyday, every incident breaks my heart. I have a young son and he is white. I don't have to worry about him witnessing a police officer shooting his white father in a routine traffic stop.
  2. What happens to that little innocent girl who now has to grow up after witnessing one of the most horrendous and horrific acts of murder? I am angry that so many children have had their parents taken from them. Women (and men) have had their partners taken from them. Parents have had their children taken from them.
  3. 4 year olds remember. 4 year olds know.
  4. I don't know what to say, I have no words to express the sadness I feel about our world.
  5. I worry about raising my son(s) in this maddening world.
  6. I feel sick. I ache for my friends who have to worry that their sons will be murdered because of the color of their skin.
  7. Growing up in a Jewish home I was taught that we must "never again" let the holocaust happen - but bigger than that, I was taught we must not stand idly by when ANY group of people is being discriminated against, marginalized, tortured, hurt, treated as less than.
  8. Blacks are not less than.
  9. Black lives matter.
  10. They matter.
  11. We must do better.
  12. We have to do better.
  13. Black lives matter.