Love Is In The Blair

Recently a great man in my life passed on. Dr. Donald Wagner served so many over the years, and my family was very much included in those masses.  He consistently carried our banner in scholarship committee meetings, which allowed our family the opportunity to not be burdened by the finances of school.  You see… I say “family,” because I mean it.  My dad, mom, and myself were all at UWG at the same time, graduating with undergraduate degrees in 2006, 2007, and 2008 respectively.  Paying tuition for 3 and the other financial demands of life would have been pretty difficult to say the least, especially with the main “bread winners” having to spend time in class and studying.                                                    “D-Wags” didn’t stop there.  He was influential in giving my mother the honor of speakin...

There are times to blog on the race, occasions, events, harrowing tales that just must be told.  Then there are those times when it feels obligatory.  For example, to wrap up a month, or to move into a new one, like right now. It wasn’t like Nepal wasn’t wonderful.  To say anything negative about my experience with the Nepalee people would take some deliberation and ignoring all the abundance of good we were showered with.  It’s just that day after day we lived our life.  I can’t put my finger on one particular big thing to write about… it was just… good…every day. When that grows to be the standard, you know you can’t ignore and not write about it, but things that might have seemed great other places and in other situations begin to be what you are accustomed too.  I think that happens in the States a lot.  We have so much.  We are blessed with so much, that to complain would be shortsighted and kinda silly to say the least....