Let Me Be a Tiger Mother

It’s late, and I should go to bed because my son will wake up crying in a few short hours, but I can’t sleep. My heart is too heavy and my brain too full of thoughts. I’m just…incredibly sad. Tonight I watched a video of another clash between the police and young people of color. In one especially difficult…
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A Worn-out Woman Like Me

The name “Isaac” has a lot of significance in my family.  For generations, men in the Miller family have been named Isaac. It was the name of my husband’s great-grandfather, and the middle name of his grandfather and father. My husband goes by Ike, but his given name is Isaac, so when our first son…
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What If We Fought Like We Loved Each Other?

Last month a friend of mine posted this as his Facebook status: “It’s not even the 2016 election yet, and unfriend season is already in full swing. How did we get here so fast?” When I read this I laughed, because I feel 100% the same way. Although for me, “unfriend season” is not limited…
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Arise All Women Who Have Hearts

Ever since I had my first son, Mother’s Day has been pretty great. Isaac is still not old enough to know what’s going on, but I love celebrating this new identity of mine. For me, Mother’s Day is a day to take stock of all the blessings tucked into this season of life. However, I’d…
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What Is Your Promised Land?

The day before he died, Martin Luther King Jr. predicted his own death. His haunting, prophetic words were delivered in the famous speech, I’ve Been to the Mountaintop, which ended with the following: “Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I’m not concerned about that now. I…
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