And in between driving 7 or 8 hours a day and tucking small people into beds in hotel rooms and then getting back up and driving some more so I could go on even more vacation, I would catch glimpses of reactions on social media. And amongst my friends, those glimpses of reactions were limited to pretty much only the black women I know on Facebook.
And I stayed out of it.
Because I haven't watched the news in a month and I have only read the news as it pertains to work and I don't know what is actually being reported about this.
But my heart is sick.
Because I know of several little boys but there is this one in particular. I've only just started to get to know his mother. And I've only had one conversation with his father. His dad is a big black man. Quiet spoken and very well educated. His mother is has only once said in a forum I am might be in something like "another black man in the news, I'm turning on the tv to see if I can catch a glimpse of our president tonight, please no Obama haters. I just need some hope for my son."
It was that plea that really caught me.
I cannot imagine not having hope for my son because of his color.
And then a woman I know, a former classmate and now an educator posted on Facebook an article about talking about what is happening in Ferguson in school: