Post-Election, I Mourn

I couldn't sleep last night. My eyes were glued to the screen of my laptop, watching the United States turn red. I was hopeful, telling my worried sisters that it's still too early to decide a winner. And even after the announcement that Hillary called Trump to concede, I was in denial and became numb.…

How Racism Looks Like for a Child

My evening conversations with my children consist of the usual: How was your day? How are you doing? A few weeks ago, while we're sitting on my bed, Little Mermaid told me that Aiden made fun of her at school. "Mommy, Aiden called me Chinese today," she broke into tears. "I told him that I'm…

Desensitized to Racism

During a workshop on diversity, the facilitator put everyone into groups and asked us to discuss our most recent experience of racism. Everyone in my group was stumped. We could not think of a time when we felt someone was being racist towards us. I thought out loud to the group, "Maybe we can't think…