I am black.. I never thought of myself as anything else. I am light-skinned for certain, clearly aware that few if any of my African ancestors exited a slave ship looking like me; but ever since I was a little girl people felt if was someone appropriate to ask me what my ethnicity was. “What are you? always confused me.. I am a girl.. I am teenager, a woman, a lawyer, a wife a daughter, a mother… oh you mean what race am I? I was not raised to be color blind but I was raised to understand that your race has no bearing on your character so why my race was so confusing to people. I am aware that I am a mix of a variety of genetic influences but that is hardly something I had any control over.