Thanksgiving Day: Berkeley 1964, family photo
Thanksgiving Day: Berkeley 1964

Even though many of the things I experienced also happened to all White, all Blacks, or all fill-in-the-blank families, a synergistic dove-tailing put my family over the top leaving me with unusual hurdles to jump. Embracing women’s issues and over-coming misogyny helped me survive, and ultimately thrive. That said, I speak to grieving, loss, and death because my family members have all died and/or suffered immeasurably. And yet did my experiences and personal growth erase racism from my soul? Nope. (I told you, full truth here). However, I have evolved more empathy and mental rigor that tempers and challenges my own racism, and helps me understand the unfiltered racist reactions that hurt me. So if what I’ve describe thus far piques your interest keep reading and enjoy this advanced copy from the first chapter of: Mixed Girl, Trauma Oncologist: How I Cured the Soul Sickness that Ate My Family Alive.

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UPDATED 9/12/2017
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