Today marks the first day in my life where I felt like I belonged, everywhere. What do I mean by this? I mean White people were...nice. Scary, weird nice!
My husband and I went exploring again. Covid hit, gyms shutdown so we got bikes and started riding until I get tired... He can keep going but California hills are serious so I usually quit first.. These bike rides usually take us through unfriendly neighborhoods where we are met with stares of uncertainty by White and Asian faces.
But, today was different.
Today a little boy yelled "Black Lives Matter" and waved at us from his front lawn.
Today a woman pulled up next to us, rolled down her window and said "We love you no matter what color you are".
Today I saw the words R.I,P. George Floyd written in pastel colors on the sidewalk.
Today I saw Black Lives Matter posters on front lawns and on windows.
Today everyone we passed smiled and waived.
Today I cried... I ugly face cried.
Today I felt like my life actually matters.