The power of being surrounded by black people is that the sheer sense of community is enoughIt’s rare that I’ve ever been fully surrounded by people who look like me, by black folks and faces. I was adopted into a white family, lived and went to school in a place where mine was the only black face for miles, I’m married to a white man (though he is a professor of race and history) and I have worked in a variety of mainstream media jobs where the majority, if not all, of my colleagues were white.