In a couple of weeks we would be celebrating my dad’s 70th birthday.
Ten years ago my sister had the bright idea of throwing my dad a surprise 60th birthday dinner. It’s probably the 2nd time in my life I’ve seen my dad emotional. He even obliged our request to wear the cheesy button that lit up. He wore it all day, too. 🥴
We gave him his flowers while he was still living. Thank God, because less than three years after this picture was taken he succumbed to cancer.
I had elaborate plans of doing a huge celebration for his upcoming birthday but I failed to plan. And I know that’s something he always preached. HAVE A PLAN, CHIEF!
So, I’m focusing on a “Quality of Life” perspective that I know he would be proud of and it will allow me to walk in my purpose.
Now, if I can put some action to my plan I’m sure I’ll be alright.
My Archivist background has me searching for impactful mural these days. During one of my vacations with friends we stumbled upon a road dedicated to murals displaying black life in its truest form. I’ve always been intrigued by the culture of the barber shop. I will admit sneaking in on a couple of occasions to soak in the conversations that were had. The beauty and barber shop can be a therapy session on any given day. How would you interpret this one?