I sat with my husband and daughter and watched the grand jury verdict come down. No indictment for Darren Wilson. I immediately felt my mind and body go numb. I was not able to sit through the entire “verdict” delivery. I went to my baby daughter’s room and just sat. I cried. I prayed. And then the anger hit and it has yet to dissipate. I refused to watch TV or look at my phone the rest of the night in hopes that this aggression would subside but it hasn’t. I hate that looting and violence ensued but it’s hard to know how to respond to such a racially driven, societal issue. So I’ll turn my numbness around and use some of these emotions to state this:

Michael Brown Jr., you and all other lost young and old black men lives matter. To be black, is to be amazing and…