Alister's Journey: "Summum Attingitur Nitendo" (The Top Is Reached by Striving)

I remember when my mom first noticed the tattoo on my left bicep. She stood there…mouth agape, completely frozen. 


Stunned.


At a family gathering in London she exclaimed, “Khalil!” Calling me in that tone which many Caribbean-raised children are familiar with. When called by your family name (in this case, also my middle name), at that pitch…you know, for certain, you’re about to get an ear-bashing, or worse-yet…called for a supposedly deserved whooping!