Teenage murder victim Trayvon Martin holds a young family member
This is a good question, and I’m guessing that there are others of you who may be wondering the same thing.
Here’s how I responded to Adi’s comment, in the same discussion thread:
I’ve been working on a post about the murder of Trayvon Martin for over a week. Every time I sit down to write, I begin to sob, and I become overcome with grief and anger for Trayvon, and his mama and dad and younger siblings, and their community. And then, of course, I’m also crying for my own teenage son, inarguably murdered by well-identified people, but still being treated as a worthless nobody who got what he deserved by my own local law enforcement. Yet nobody much seems to care.
And at that point, I have to step away from the keyboard and go hug my other children, or yell into a pillow where nobody hears me.
I have had nightmares about Trayvon Martin and my Henry almost every night recently. I am almost finished with my blog post, and when I am, I will publish it. But it’s been ***immensely*** painful to write, and to think about, and thus, it’s come slowly for me.
Writing silly fluff about being a cheerleader is a hell of a lot less draining, painful and difficult for me, and as a writer and a person, sometimes I find that it helps to turn off the tough stuff temporarily and just be silly.
Hope that makes sense, and I really appreciate you reading my blog. Please know that it’s my pain and anger over the Trayvon Martin case that has slowed my public response, not a lack of awareness or interest.
Teenage homicide victim Henry Granju holds his little sister.