A few months ago, I was enjoying a late summer day with my toddler son. We were taking advantage of the beautiful weather by playing with some sidewalk chalk in our driveway.
“Make a rainbow!” my son instructed me. So, I did and drew a neat little ROYGBV (no indigo) arch. He was not satisfied.
“No! Not like that! A big rainbow with ALL the colors!” Continue reading
To see the world through my children’s eyes is beautiful. It is safe and loving and inclusive. Everyone is worthy of being a “friend” until proven otherwise by actions or words. Appearance and background have no bearing on how people are perceived.
I do not want my children to grow up surrounded by hate and fear and mistrust of those who are different. No, I will not allow these things to mar their innocent and untainted outlook.
I am only one person, but I am a mom. I have the power to make a difference, if only in the lives of my own children.