I’m your mama, it’s my job.
And your daddy’s.
To teach you about the things with weight, and grace and love.
To show you how to be peculiar.
To point to the Light so you will turn towards it.
On your own.
Look, little one.
There’s the path.
Like an unchecked cancer, hate corrodes the personality and eats away its vital unity. Hate destroys a man’s sense of values and his objectivity. It causes him to describe the beautiful as ugly and the ugly as beautiful, and to confuse the true with the false and the false with the true.
~ Martin Luther King, Jr.