As a mom, you look at the world a little differently. It's hard to have that care free vibe as you may of once had. It's hard to not think about all the cruelty and hate humans bring upon one another. I use to just turn the tv off, avoid the news, so be it. It is what it is. But now more than ever it seems even harder to avoid the thought of it happening to my own child. How could humans as a whole be so hateful towards one another? Why does skin color make such a huge difference. Why does whom one may love effect others and how they treat them? Maybe I'm just growing up and I'm learning that hate was always there. Maybe I was sheltered. But it saddens me that my son could one day feel this too. It scares me that one day he could be caught in a situation that he could lose his life for his morals, job, skin color, love, and so fourth. They keep chanting that we need to make America great again. I don't think that's the problem though. What about the Americans? As humans, why can we not be great?