Our first college tour

This weekend we took my oldest daughter on her first college tour to Fort Valley State University.

A dream (not) deferred…

One of my favorite poems from my youth is the Langston Hughes classic that reads: What happens to a dream deferred?Does it dry upLike a raisin in the sun?Or fester like a sore–And then run?Does it stink like rotten meat?Or crust and sugar over–like a syrupy sweet?Maybe it just sagslike a heavy load.Or does it…

Dadman Walking Daze

Thankful for the moments that snap me out of the “dadman walking” daze.

Honoring our stories

The best we can do is honor our own stories as they unfold, and give ourselves (and each other) necessary grace.

Soul Care

Like tending to a plant that grows, so must we tend to our souls.