How about a black person shoot an unarmed member of your family? How would you feel?
My mother was almost killed by a black person. My mother suffered terribly for months - both physically and emotionally and still suffers and will suffer relatively medium pain the rest of her life - because of a black person's addiction to drugs and reckless behavior.
A black woman on her way to the court house to appear before the judge for several charges of DUI and drug charges was high as a kite and driving her car approximately 90 miles per hour when she hit my mother from behind.
My mother's car was hurled upside down into a grove of trees. She had to be cut out of the car. Her trachea was cracked and still is - she can't sing anymore. Her arm was broken, her back was cracked, she had many, many staples in her head and to this day, glass shards STILL work their way out of her arm to the surface even though she had to had surgery to remove what they could. It's very painful.
That wreck from a drug addicted black woman changed my mother's life forever.
The woman never stopped. The only thing that stopped her was that about 5 miles down the road, she hit a light pole. She jumped out of the car, unhurt (as happens a lot with intoxicated people) and stripped naked and began running around.
What was my family's response and the response of the entire hick town of wildly conservative and religious Republicans?
Compassion.
When she stripped naked and started running around, a few men and one woman from that part of the neighborhood came out and one brought a blanket. They chased her until they could cover her and get her to lie down.
Two men that I know for sure of in the neighborhood contacted her family after her name was made known to inquire about helping her family.
My own mother AND FATHER never once said anything of bitterness or scorn about her. My parents were too worried about her immortal soul and her being a drug addict. I know for a fact that they have prayed for her many times. So have I.
My mother's pastor contacted the family to check on them.
Me? I am and was and will always be very angry at what happened. I'm angry that drugs took over this woman's life - black, white, or Hispanic. I'm angry that my mother will suffer pain 24-hours a day for the rest of her life.
But I pray for that woman. I know her name. While a handful of others reached out to her family, I don't know if I should. My parents were told not to - but that while the investigation was still on-going.
So how do I feel that a black person almost killed my mother and caused her chronic pain?
I feel bad for her. And I remember her in my prayers. Her color was irrelevant.
