By Irene Kalonji

Like any mother, I had worries and dreams for my children. Will they get a good job? Will they find love? Will I become a grandmother?

Like any mother of black sons, I also worried about their safety with police. How could I not when day after day there are stories of profiling and police violence against young black men?

My worst nightmares came true when my 19-year-old son Christopher was killed by police in our home after we called them for help. Making the nightmare worse, my husband and I have serious doubts about whether the district attorney truly advocated for our son in the investigation into his death.