I Have a Dream…

We thoroughly enjoyed our day together as a family.  A family of white parents and grandparents,  African and African-American children and a Chinese daughter.

We owe a lot to a lot of people for paving the way to make that possible.

This man is one of those people.

We have this poster framed in our family room, hanging proudly over our couch.  It is raw, it is hard to look at.  It reminds me every single day not to take one moment for granted, never to give up fighting for what’s right, and to thank God for how far we’ve come.  It’s there to remind our children of that as well.  I have discussed with Middle-Middle that he was born 40 years to the month after this photo was taken.  He is a proud African-American boy being raised by white parents.  Could any of these people in this photo have possibly imagined that?  I wish I could tell them just how grateful I am that they endured this so that I could call this boy my son.

We’re not there yet.  We still have a long way to go.  There is still a huge achievement gap between white and black students in schools all across the U.S.  There is still a huge disparity in income.  People are still ignorant and hold tight to stereotypes that aren’t true.

I think Dr. King would have been proud of what our family looks like and just how many opportunities our children have waiting for them in this world.

“I have a dream that one day down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its Governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.”

who should note that none of our children are actually white, even though our kids constantly refer to Dolly as such.  We remind them that some day, she’s going to be old enough to tell them just how proud she is to be Chinese-American.  Until then, I do it for her.  

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