Mommy, would our lives be different if we were black?
During a â€œgo to bedâ€? conversation some years ago, Adorable Child (AC) asked Polimom, â€œMommy, would our lives be different if we were black?â€?
There is no easy answer to such a question from a five-year-old, and I floundered badly. Five years later, though, I realize that I might have better answered her question with one of my own: What about our lives was the same?
If I could answer her today, I wouldn’t talk about race or differences; instead, we’d discuss pillars…