I usually read all the responses, but not this time. I thoroughly see your point. I was simply fortunate to grow up in a radicalized church in a racist small town. My early awakening happened because I was challenged at age 14 to acknowledge my internalized racism. It’s the only way to begin the anti-racist journey. My biracial child isn’t the reason I’m anti-racism, he’s the result. And if that’s not the case for other white mothers, they must learn the history and examine their roots. If friends and family are lost along the way, so be it.