By the Rev. Anthony Payton—In my last article, “The day I became my daddy,” I shared with you my 20-year commitment not to cry over anyone or anything. That decision at 13—after a broken promise to me by my daddy—led me into a world of darkness.
As I turned to go to first class, I said to myself, “I bet he wanted to sit next to his father.” As I got myself situated, in my first class seat, I begin to struggle emotionally and I didn’t know why. I should have been happy, but I wasn’t.