A lot of my close friends and family members know that I was very reluctant to send Harper to school here in Japan. I had a lot of very real (and some very warranted) concerns about what would happen to my outgoing, confident, sweet little girl if I were to put her in a situation where she is the minority. And I’m not just talking the only black girl in the class… I’m talking possibly the only black girl some of these children have ever even seen in person. At some points, it was a hard no for me. I was terrified and for a while, my fear controlled that narrative. But, the more that I thought about it, the more that I prayed about it, and the more conversations I had with other mamas, family members, and even Harper’s teachers at home, the more I realized that not at least giving school here a try would be doing her a disservice. I also realized that I was projecting my own fears onto her. In motherhood, there’s a fine like between doing what we think is best to protect our childre...