Hard Conversations and Me

It's been a crazy week, and I've been busy talking a whole lot of other places.  The talking has left me a little bit emotionally exhausted.  You see, we've been talking about race. And talking about race is never an easy thing to do. 

I was telling some of my co-workers about my post with Kelly today at lunch, and they were all, "why would you stick yourself out there like that?"  One of my friends laughed and said I liked drama, then quickly apologized when she realized that it hurt my feelings.  I don't like drama. In fact, I kind of hate drama.  But I hate more ignoring what people are saying because you're afraid you're going to kick up some drama.

So I went ahead and e-mailed Kelly last week.  And we talked quite frankly about race. And my book. And race some more.

I would rather start a hard conversation than ignore a hard conversation. I just would.  I hope it doesn't end badly.