11/17/2025
Transparency.
My oldest son is almost taller than me, and while I know that makes him happy, it’s a reminder that he’s growing into a young man.
With that comes fear for me, knowing how the world will perceive him. These, I’m sure, are the same fears shared by so many mothers of African American sons.
I know I can’t hold onto him so tightly that he doesn’t experience life, but it’s hard not to want to keep him protected for as long as I can.
So, I’m learning to release and rely, to release my fears and rely on God’s covering. To trust that what I’ve poured into him will rise up when it’s needed most.
Every day, I remind myself that raising sons isn’t just about preparing them for the world, but preparing the world to see the greatness within them.