Happy Epiphany!

King cake season has begun. In other news, the US capitol was stormed for the first time since 1812 in the effort to disregard the votes of most of the people who voted in a legitimate election after the president spread information he knew was false. I think I would rather focus on the king cake.

Old and New.

This weekend has been a virtual celebration of family and friends, old and new, for which I am sincerely grateful. Three generations of my family (in four different states) got together and caught up with the latest and greatest news of our lives, some of my friends had gatherings and even though I spent a lot of time in front of a screen, it was completely worth it. With all of the webinars, web parties, virtual meetings and conference calls I have attended this year, sometimes I wonder if I will ever be able to feel comfortable at a regular social event again. I hope so.

Dear Dad,

Thank you for your kindness, your patience, your encouragement, your wisdom, your love, your faith, your support and your discipline. I know there were a lot of times when I did not appreciate any of these things, but I stand here today, in full awareness that I would not be the woman that I am nor would I be on the journey that I am on if it had not been for these things. Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for getting up when you fell down because it still shows me how to get up when I fall down. Thank you for your relentless work ethic and the blessing it has brought me and my children. Thank you for loving Mom. Thank you for loving us. Happy Father’s Day.

Thank You, God, for my Dad.

Love,
TJ

Happy Juneteenth!

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Just in case you did not know, Juneteenth commemorates the day when Union soldiers delivered the news of emancipation to slaves in Galveston, Texas (June 19, 1865). Never mind that the emancipation proclamation was actually signed on January 1, 1863, but it explains a lot about Texas and how a lot of Texans do things. Depending on where people are, it is celebrated with a parade, a picnic a music festival or a similar gathering. Growing up in the South, it was a big thing there but I have attended events as far away as Portland, Oregon and Seattle, Washington.