Tag: black history

  • How to Support the Black Lives Matter Movement: Simple, Real Ways to Help

    How to Support the Black Lives Matter Movement: Simple, Real Ways to Help

    If you’ve been feeling unsure about how to support the Black Lives Matter movement, you’re not alone. A few of my friends reached out to ask what they could do, so I wanted to put together something heartfelt and practical — something that can be shared and referenced as you continue learning and taking action.

    Supporting change doesn’t happen overnight, but every small step matters. Here’s how you can get started:


    1. Educate Yourself

    This is where it begins — with awareness, reflection, and a willingness to grow.
    Take the time to read, listen, and unlearn. It’s perfectly okay to ask questions, but remember, it’s not your Black friends’ responsibility to teach you. Growth is a personal journey, and it’s okay if you realize that your past beliefs or assumptions weren’t right. What matters is what you do now.

    Here are some great resources to start with:


    2. Take Action

    Once you’ve learned, it’s time to act — in ways that align with who you are and where you are.

    Donate
    Financial support can make a real difference. A few trusted options include:

    Protest
    If you feel comfortable and safe, look into local protests or community gatherings.
    Show up, listen, and protect those around you. Your presence and voice matter.

    Call Out Racism
    When you hear or see racism — online, in conversation, or in your own circles — speak up. Change only happens when silence ends.

    Be a Friend
    Check in on your friends, especially those in the Black community. You don’t need to assume how they’re doing, but a simple “I’m thinking of you” can go a long way. Remember, this pain is generational and deeply felt, especially during times of crisis.

    Vote
    Voting is powerful. Elect leaders who are committed to racial justice and equality.
    You can also reach out to your elected officials — federal, state, and local — to voice your support for anti-racist policies.

    Keep Talking About It
    Conversations about anti-racism need to happen often — at home, with friends, and even with your kids. Change starts with awareness, and awareness starts with dialogue.


    The road toward equality and justice is ongoing, but if we each take responsibility for our part, we’ll get there together. 💛

    Feel free to share this post or these resources — every share helps spread understanding and action.

    Other Resources: 

    Curious Parenting
    “For more resources on raising anti-racist kids, check out the resources The Conscious KidTeaching Tolerance, and Mamademics have created.”
    A Practical Guide to Defunding the Police
    No More Money for the Police
    Do Something



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  • The Stories That Built Me

    The Stories That Built Me

    “I have great respect for the past. If you don’t know where you’ve come from, you don’t know where you’re going.”
    Maya Angelou

    Every family has stories that shape who they are, and around Christmas a few years ago, I got to hear some of mine. My parents sat me down and shared pieces of our family history that left me in awe — stories of strength, courage, and quiet resilience that built the foundation I stand on today.

    One of those stories was about my great-grandmother’s sister, who worked down South as a schoolteacher. She was light-skinned and could pass as white — something that came with complicated privileges during that time. Across from the school was a hat shop that allowed white customers to try on hats before buying them. Black customers, however, had to purchase any hat they touched. My great-grandmother’s sister would walk into that shop and try on as many hats as she pleased, knowing she could get away with it. It was a small, almost defiant act — one that spoke volumes about navigating an unjust world with quiet boldness.

    Then there was my grandmother’s father — my great-great-grandfather. He was also light-skinned, with light eyes, and worked as a painter at a hotel. One day, he walked in with the Black maids, and his boss pulled him aside.
    “Why did you walk in with the colored women?” the boss asked.
    My great-great-grandfather simply replied, “Well, they play cards with my wife.”
    The manager, shocked, said, “Your wife? You mean to tell me you’re colored!?”
    “Yes, sir,” he said calmly.
    The boss looked around and whispered, “Look, I like you. You’re good at your job. But don’t tell anyone you’re colored, or we’ll have to fire you.”

    Hearing these stories, I felt an ache — pride mixed with sadness. These were people who carried themselves with grace and strength in the face of injustice. People who worked hard, protected their families, and found ways to keep their dignity intact in a world that didn’t always see it.

    Some might say, “The past is the past — why bring it up?” But I think remembering is an act of love. It’s how we honor the struggle, the perseverance, and the humanity that got us here. Forgetting would mean erasing the very roots that keep us grounded.

    If I could talk to them today, I’d tell them how proud I am — proud of the resilience that runs through our blood, proud of the lessons they left behind, proud to carry their spirit forward.

    Resilience. That’s what created me.

    “You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone’s soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose… That is your role, your gift.”
    Erin Morgenstern