Father’s Day 2020: The Process

If you've followed me for a while, you probably have read about some of the dysfunctions of my relationship with my father. You've also probably read that I'm on my healing journey; tending to all the wounds created from our relationship. Being present can be tough, really tough! Determining what's best for me and how …

Father’s Day 2020: Trust the Process

Me: Hey Dad. What time are you all getting on the road tomorrow? Him: Oh, about 5 am or so Me Internally: Losing it! 5 am?! What in the world and why? Me Verbally: Oh, okay. That’s all I wanted. See you all in the morning. Him: Okay, darling see you in the morning. Me …

Slow Down and Recharge

Don't lose hope. Darkness can't out shine light. Be the beam. Let nothing or no one rob you of your soul. Continue to learn yourself. Continue to do your part; however, don't be afraid to give yourself permission to recharge. This weekend, I recharged. Friday and Saturday evening, I spent time with a small group …

Monday Notes: The Black People in Front of You 👽

K E Garland

I began a tenure-track position at a Research I university August 2013, a month after Trayvon Martin’s murderer was acquitted. Our academic year began in one of the university’s ballrooms with announcements of new faculty, food, and light banter. I was the only black face at our round table. I’d grown used to being the only, but this felt different. I remember chit-chatting about inconsequential topics so minor that I cannot recall the slightest detail.

I remember wondering if I should ask any of these white faces what they thought about Martin’s death or his killer’s acquittal. After all, we were scholars. I remember wondering if this incident mattered to them at all, not in a Black Lives Matter way, but in a we live in the state of Florida and this just happened in Florida type of way.

Instead, I remained silent, returned to my office, and prepared…

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