But the truth is, like many families, our conversations growing up mostly revolved around homework, TV shows, and chores. I was well into my career in writing about culture and social justice and my opinions and identity around race were pretty well documented by then. But surprisingly, my mother and I had our first really substantive conversation about race late in my life, when I was 34 years old. When my white mother gave birth to me, and later my brother, in Denton, Texas, she became the subject of a lot of racial commentary in her conservative southern community.
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