My child…my world…
My wish is for her to grow up in a world where people are judged for who they are, and not by the color of their skin, not for who they love, who they worship, by their gender, or the size of their bank account. My wish is for this world to become our world, where ‘live and let live’ is only the starting point, and where my children, your children, all children become ‘ours’ to educate, to heal, to care for so they are prepared and able to help make our world a better place.
And because it’s the right thing to do.
That is my wish.
All words and images c2012 Naomi Baltuck
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Beautiful sentiment, Naomi. May it come to pass!
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Thank you, Jamie!
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It is the right thing to do. This is such a tender piece. I love it. Thanks, Naomi.
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