In honor of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s recent birthday, I wanted to share a story. The other night at dinner, my son was telling us that some of his classmates were talking about how much they dislike our President-Elect. They dislike him so much they “hate” him, and they want to “punch him in the face.”
My son told his classmates that they needed to do what Dr. King said — fight with their words and not their bodies.
I sat across from my son and felt my eyes fill with tears.
My son had said that. Out loud to his classmates. He didn’t just think it, but he said it. It made me so very proud of him — his character, his values. And it made me proud of our family.
Hope, and proof, that the dream lives on.