An essay from guest blogger Wanda Cooper, MA More than few people have commented that I share the same name with Ahmaud Arbery’s mom. My sons woke up this morning and wished me Happy Mother’s Day, and though I’m blessed, I could not help but to think of her today. She will never hear those words again from him. I wish to tell her that what she is going through is the biggest fear that so many African American mothers pray we may never know. The fear that the racist, hateful,

Dear Friend and Neighbor, We have lived in the same community for almost 12 years. My family is African American and yours is Caucasian, but I never had reason to believe that this was an issue for our families. Our kids are in the same class, and we have attended school performances, choral concerts, athletic events and so much more together. Our children have been invited to each of our homes, sent without hesitation. And we even attended church with you occasionally, unifi

Guest Blogger Wanda Cooper, MA shares Mother's Day reflections to another Wanda Cooper, Ahmaud Arbery's mother.

I wait in dread for our encounter. I dread the signs on front lawns, the red hats, and the election division that will come this fall.