My best match so far has been a blue-eyed engineer with perfect teeth.More important than his looks are his kind heart and gentle spirit.

This wasn’t simply because I’ve always believed in inclusivity, but also because I grew up surrounded by white people.

If I waited for a black guy who liked me to apparate out of thin air, I would have waited a decade.

He teaches me about German beer and soccer chants; I familiarize him with my Caribbean culture and Jamaican cuisine.

Together, we like to listen to Lauryn Hill’s music and watch soul-stirring documentaries on incarceration.

This encounter was nothing unusual; I frequently have similar encounters with strangers at the grocery store.

However, as I strolled past this man’s cart full of baby wipes, pull-up diapers, fresh fruit and his own box of Rice Krispies, I felt an immense amount of guilt.

@Jordan Monsanto, @Jay Mewes & their brand new, mint-out-of-the-box baby girl, Logan!

I walked down the cereal aisle in the grocery store, determined to finish my shopping list.

As time passed, I realized that being black didn’t mean I had to look or act a certain way.