10/13/2026
THE TAILGATE WAS POSTPONED. BUT THE LOVE? NEVER. ❤️💙🤍
This year’s Spel-House Homecoming reminded me that Homecoming has never really been about the tailgate. It’s about COMING HOME. When the threat of a hurricane postponed our Saturday tailgate, something beautiful happened. Instead of calling it quits, Spelman and Morehouse alumni did what we do best: WE FOUND EACH OTHER.
Class gatherings popped up everywhere. Homes opened. Restaurants filled. Flights were changed. Some had traveled from across the country, others from as far away as Paris and London. And suddenly, Saturday became one big celebration of US! And it reminded me why we keep coming back.
This is the magic of an HBCU.
A place where we were unapologetically beautiful. Where our complexions, hair textures, bodies, mannerisms, laughter, and very existence were celebrated. Where we didn’t have to explain ourselves, shrink ourselves, or ask permission to be ourselves!! We were ENOUGH. Just as we were.
And decades later, we still seek that feeling. That acceptance. That love. Those bonds that time, distance, and even the threat of a hurricane cannot break. From my beloved Spelman Class of 1999 to the Class of 1984, from my Delta sisters (who I “made”) who showered me with affection to lifelong friends who continue to remind me of who I am, this weekend was a beautiful reminder of the ties that bind us. Yes, we finally had our tailgate on Sunday. But Saturday revealed something even more powerful.
We don’t return just to celebrate where we went to school. We return to the people who remind us of who we are.
And sometimes, we return to the place where we first learned that we were enough. Spel-House, there truly is no place like HOME.❤️ 💙
HBCU Family: what is it about Homecoming that keeps bringing YOU back?
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