Home of the Free

As I sit here listening to The Boy and Baby Gurl wash dishes in the kitchen and TMB play his latest  video game, I realize that I am blessed and it is today, in which we celebrate our nation's independence, that I understand that freedom is not free.

I have family in the military and a brother who came back to the states not too long ago. He hasn't talked a lot of about his tour in Afghanistan, but Jillian Micheals wrote a first-hand account of what she saw. The next time you complain that it is too hot (which let's face it, down here in the south, it is a daily topic of conversation), please keep in mind that our brothers and sisters in the military are dealing with 120+ degree temperatures. Whether you support the war efforts or not, it cannot be denied that we should support our troops in their efforts. Their tour of duties are anything but glamorous and pleasant and every part heroic despite being in the pits of hell.

Those same freedoms that you express every day: freedom of religion, freedom of press (thank you, bloggers), and freedom of speech, are thanks largely in part to the men and women who are fighting in the war that you may/may not oppose.

I urge you to take a moment to send a prayer/word of thanks for people who make our lives what it is today; especially if you're a woman, a person of color, or follow any faith. Our county has it's faults, but I wouldn't want to live anywhere else and be what I am today.

Happy 4th of July, everyone!

Until next time...