The picture is of my favorite lake in Minneapolis, Calhoun. I felt it appropriate for the day because its the direct flight path to the airport, and on 9-11 the skies were empty. Then, the military planes started to mobilize, and I knew the world was about to change.
Life is so very short and at times ended earlier than it should be for some and for others the opportunity to actually breath air for the first time was taken from them because of someone else's agenda to find an outlet for their anger. It was not right, but then again, the carnage that followed our pursuit of 'an eye for an eye' mentality has not proven fruitful either. We should consider the alternatives that facilitate redemptive, empowering dialog that lifts both parties up and not just 'evens' the score. There is a lesson we can learn out of the Civil Rights struggles that maybe applicable even in this late hour of our society and the global community to which we belong.
The week was short considering the Labor Day holiday on Monday. I wrote about a few important people in my life and my return home to a busy work week. In between there, I had to handle a few calls from my shorter white bro on our gal KC's reaction to our sharing some food and talk time when I was home. I have nothing to hide and have no agenda, but I emailed her and told everyone involved, I am open to some restorative talks for those very reactions because it can definitely freeing for us.
The weekend looks bright. I have an "outing" planned for tonight after work with one of my local gals, and I get some more gym-time in so I can continue to work off the corn dogs. LOL. See ya next Monday.
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