Maybe the flight crew should have asked, “Is there a white doctor on the plane?” Because when my partner—who happens to be a black doctor—stood up to help, they didn’t seem very interested in his assistance. Photo by Sander Sammy on Unsplash We were on an overnight international flight, the kind where everyone’s just trying to get a little sleep. Our baby was finally dozing in my arms, the lights were dim, and we were somewhere high above the Atlantic when the calm broke wi

She was seated across from me, with tears streaming down her face as she recounted her loss. The room was filled with sorrow. She, a...

Or any day. In essence, the things I learned to do and view as normal in order to maintain my membership in whiteness, I don’t want to do...

We visited Seattle, WA this summer and it was a beautiful. It was our first time exploring the Pacific Northwest. We traveled to meet up...

In other words, a note to my younger self. Let me begin by saying that in order to speak about a thing, it’s helpful to first name it. To...

This year, my mom, who is the eldest of eight siblings, lost two of her sisters, my aunts. While attending their funerals, the pervasive...

Acid Tongue. That was my nickname in college. But it likely wouldn't have been if I weren't white. Don’t know what I’m talking about?...

It has happened again. Have you ever found yourself in this situation? You’re in a conversation with another person or a group of people,...

I understand that Juneteenth has already passed, and I wrote about it earlier this month. However, I bring it up again this week because...