Even after all

I’d avoided reading too much about the Trayvon Martin case because it’s sadly familiar. But I read this, and the blood boiled a little. I sent it to my brother, him being only four years older than Trayvon, if only to let him know I’m thinking about him.

There will be people who will never countenance my presence on this earth. For them, all I can do is pray. The rest, the vast majority, I will love the best I can.

I will not proscribe living my life the best I can because a few have irrational fears/thoughts/feelings about me. I will continue to live, be human, be complex. As God intended for me to be.

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