Black Lives Matter
I am ashamed that it took me a second to decide if I should share these George Floyd Black Lives Matter Protest images, my thoughts, and my beliefs to my social platform at a time like this, when all I cater to normally is weddings and “happier times.” You always hear that it is not smart to mix business with politics, but this is not politics. This is human rights, and our country, our world, needs to see these messages and images more than ever at a time like this.
It took me awhile to process what was going on. I am a 30 year old white female who didn’t live through slavery, the civil rights movement, nor at 2 years old, could remember the Rodney King riots. Sure I learned about it in school, but it was never an issue that I witnessed or dealt with first hand, ever in life.
The schools I attended growing up in Ventura, CA was a melting pot of races, color, religions, sexual orientation, and everyone to me, in my eyes, was treated equal. I grew up sharing the same love for everyone and am proud to have friends today who are gay, straight, brown, black, white, an alcoholic, Jewish, or blue.
As I do believe that it is not my voice that needs to be heard right now, I do believe that it’s powerful and right to share their messages, faces, feelings, and fight, which is also ours. We, the people, need to make change. All lives can’t matter until black lives matter too.
“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” -MLK Jr.
I hope you can see how they feel. And through seeing, that you can feel them too.
My heart is heavy.