1/ Totally disagree. I grew up in one of the most racist, segregated places in America. When I got to college, my first dorm mate was a black woman. There were no black people in my town. None. My parents weren't racists, but the culture I grew up in was.
2/ If I hadn't gone to college, met new people, had new experiences, taken African American history, etc, I probably would have stayed in that racist town, married some Republican, and popped out some racist kids to perpetuate the cycle.
3/ Instead, I met my husband, who moved to my college town (Ohio State which has its own problems with race, but compared to where I grew up, is practically a socialist utopia) from Puerto Rico. My second husband's father is Iranian. No chance I would have met them had I not left
Darius' oncology team originally thought he could be treated with chemotherapy alone. It turns out, that's not going to happen. So, he needs a stem cell transplant, but no one in his family is a match for donation.
Donating stem cells is not painful. It's very similar to donating blood. It takes a few hours, you don't have to travel to do it, and you could save someone's life. bethematch.org
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I started to shovel my walk but I got tired. Luckily, it’s supposed to get warmer and turn to rain overnight so I came in to make banana bread donuts instead.
take your favorite banana bread recipe
(if you don't have a favorite, google "easy banana bread" and go with the one with the fewest ingredients)
add 2 extra eggs and 2 scoops of vanilla protein powder
scoop into donut pan
bake for 25 minutes
Thank you all for asking about my husband. I'm sorry I haven't been updating here. I'm updating on FB because that's where all of his family and friends are. Feel free to follow or friend me there.