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Musing on Being a White Mother to Four Black Boys

I’ll never forget the first time I was asked this question and unfortunately, I didn’t have a really good answer.

“What is it with you and little black boys? Why only black boys?”

The question was asked incredulously as if I might have been harboring a perverted fetish for them and I was shocked.  So I took a big deep breath and answered, “Because black boys are who God pointed out to me.”  While it was a true answer, I wished that I had come up with a better one in that moment. The asker was an African-American woman at a Christian women’s retreat.

Since that time, I’ve been pondering over why it was that God called Brian and I to adopt our four sons and here’s the best conclusion to which I’ve come.  He knew we would fight for them. He knew that we would do the hard work to be the best parents possible for them.  He knew that we were committed to fighting racism even before we became their parents. And He knew that I would share everything I was learning with others.

 

 

2 thoughts on “Musing on Being a White Mother to Four Black Boys”

  1. What an incredibly honest response!!!! Just another reason I’m proud to call you my sister because it’s so sad that we have black parents (some…not all) that are can’t, won’t, or don’t fight for their own sons and daughters. GOD knows what he’s doing and I’m glad you all have the fight in you to insure they are a afforded every opportunity to succeed. #2proudoftheAMES

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