I am shaken to my core. My stomach is turning. This just keeps getting worse. I want to hug my kids so tight and tell them that this isn't how it's supposed to be. This isn't the America I know, the America they deserve; the America everyone deserves.
I want to hug them so tight and look into their eyes so deeply that I can see their souls and tell them that everyone is equal. Everyone. I want to tell them again and again that they are no better than anyone else; especially not because of the color of their skin or the religion they practice (they may tell you they aren't sure what religion we practice). I want to hold them by their shoulders like I do when they've pissed me off and tell them that hate and evil and anger like is being displayed in our country right now, has NO HOME HERE. I want to tell them that silence is no longer an option. These actions, this hate, the words coming from the leader of our country have to be denounced in the most certain and strongest terms. This is NOT WHO WE ARE.
If I did those things right now, while my blood is boiling and my stomach is turning, I would probably scare them. So I'm writing it here. That's one of the big reasons I started writing here again, to give myself an outlet. It's a place to put thoughts on paper and maybe a few people can relate. Maybe a few people will nod their heads or virtually fist bump in solidarity.
Hate has no home at the Best's part.