I’ve been really struggling with this lately because like most here, I find myself getting frustrated with her and her determination to be friends with Angela.
When that happens, l remind myself of the blues musician
Daryl Davis, who I have immense respect for since learning his story years ago. If you don’t want to click a link luvs, search his name and KKK.
To sum it up super quickly, Daryl spent 30 years befriending members of the Ku Klux Klan (possibly the most extreme racist movement). He converted 200 klansmen and took their white robes 🥹 He did so with sharing his love of music, patience and likely a whole host of other strengths.
The context is very different but there’s a sliver of a similar principle - determination and healing hatred with love. Is that what’s happening? I don’t know but I keep reminding myself of it 🩵