I’ve had a hard time writing for the past couple weeks.

First, a six-year-old in my city was tragically murdered by three alleged teens. After writing about and grappling with that atrocity, everything else I wanted to say felt so trivial.

Oh, sexuality and emotional health…must be nice to have the luxury to consider those things from your point of privilege as you stay home all day with your baby in your climate-regulated house that’s fully stocked with food.

Oh, you’re grappling with your identify as a mother, worrying that your love is not enough? It must be nice to have a baby who is ALIVE. And it must be nice to have a child who is not charged with capital murder and likely to face the death penalty. [Read more…]