With everything going on in the world, it has felt wrong to talk about some of the lighthearted happenings of parenting two growing children.
It has been a challenge to work out how best to talk to the kids about Black Lives Matter.
To talk to them about unfairness, prejudice, and the impact that can have on people’s lives.
Particularly when we are so lucky.
There have been tough times, but they have been like storms. Rough when you’re in the middle of them, but they pass and the sun comes out again.
I’ve never had to survive the daily downpour of doubt about my safety or that of my family, whether the names of my children could be a disadvantage, being passed over for a job because of the colour of my skin…
I can’t imagine how exhausting that is. The amount of resilience needed to keep going and pushing for more.
It’s definitely unfair.
So we’ve started talking about race.
But how do we make sure this time results in lasting change?
Tough Mother 