MLKJr. Day & Me

Yesterday was MLKJr. Day. Did you notice?

Perhaps you did, but only when you walked to your mailbox and found nothing; or put your trash out in the morning, only to return home that evening with it not picked up; or when you went to the bank and nearly dislocated your arm trying to open the locked door. Don’t feel badly- I’m with you, the mail didn’t come yesterday for me either. So what do I, we, do in light of our “bliss”?

I’ve talked about my upbringing before (read it, it’s good). And I’d have to say that I’m still there. Every day.

Yesterday I read a post about MLK that came from a different angle. (Read that one too- so you have some context for my next sentence.)

And I think again. For, well- ever, I’ve seen MLKJr. Day as just an African American “thing”. And now I realize it’s more than just that.

Sweet. What about you?
~NickShoe