Going Back to Move Forward

Sometimes, you have to go back in order to move forward.

This past Memorial Day weekend I had the opportunity to go back to my home town, Omaha, Nebraska. Yep, Nebraska! And before you can ask the question, YES…there are black people in Nebraska and NOPE, it’s not just my family...LOL! I moved away from Nebraska over 20 years ago and relocated to Atlanta, Georgia and came back to visit my parents about twice a year. But, once my parents moved to Georgia, I only went back to Nebraska for funerals. It’s quite sad when you think about it. 
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This time I went for a graduation celebration and decided that I would make it an extended vacation. My kids were so curious about where I grew up and I desired to extinguish the “cow tipping and corn husking” myths they had in their head about all Nebraskans. So, I, along with my two Mr. Parkers, excitedly boarded the plane to Omaha, Nebraska for a 5 day visit.

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