We shouldn’t have to live in a country that wearing afro hair has to be “legalized.” Our black and brown children shouldn’t have their future’s impacted because of antiquated “rules” that people don’t want to change even though they are more harmful than good.
But we do.
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This blog is going to start with at a simple statement and it is:
Your proximity to someone doesn't mean you know more.
This seems pretty obvious, but sometimes it just needs to be explained and addressed. While I am going to frame this specifically around adoption, it honestly, this applies to anything you don't have the first-hand experience in (ie: you are LIVING IT).
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My name is Brittany Nash. It's a passing white name. It's not questioned on resumes or when someone picks up the phone to call me. Because I wasn't raised with AAVE my voice passes as white. But I've watched how people's approach changes when they discover I'm a black woman.
This is just one lesson on how assumptions and racism come into play for me as an adoptee.
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When motherhood was added to the definition of my womanhood, I became braver for myself. I became softer for myself. I became bolder for myself. I began to love myself deeper. It's like a branch of a tree and it challenges me as it grows.
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It's a reminder that regardless of being adopted personality and identity traits have strong biological ties. The way I act, the interests I gravitate towards and so much more were given to me because the two people who created me. And I passed them on to my children.
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