Freedom’s Choice…

This morning…I’m sitting here…quietly spending a few minutes before getting ready for Church…and…I am overcome with…gratitude…that…I am free to do that…or…not…as I choose…

Bertha…says…freedom…is truly priceless…and…that…I should make mine count today…in some way…

I’m not sure…exactly what she means by that…but…I think she means…I should celebrate…being able to make choices…by…making good ones…choices…that uplift me…that sustain me…that bring me joy…

Hmmm…I think I can do that…

Jane

Talk is Free…Thankfully…

I’m writing this blog today…because…I have freedom of speech…I have the right…to say…what I choose to…and…to post it on the worldwide web…that is a right…that I don’t take lightly…because…it came with a price…

The price was originally paid…by our forefathers…who…fought for…and…then…penned our Constitution…and…soldiers…have been paying regular installments…ever since…

That’s something that I’m ashamed to say…I don’t think about every day…it is easy to get involved with the intricacies of my life…and…forget…that there are men and women…who at this very moment…are paying for my right to speak…

I’m humbled…how do I repay someone…who is paying for my right to speak…to write…to be free…

Bertha…says…that…I do that…by…living my truth…by fully exercising my right to say what I believe…to be who I truly am…to enjoy my life…the freedom that I have…to be and do and say…what I want…

She then reminds me…that I was born on Memorial Day…many years ago…when it was still celebrated on May 30th…and…that date…wasn’t an accident…I was two weeks late…and…arrived…just five minutes after midnight…she…says…the timing of my birth…is why…I’ve always…felt the need to serve others…with my words…

Now…she’s no astrologer…and…I’m not sure about all of that…but…today…I am thankful…for the privilege of writing…of speaking my mind…and…for the men and women…over the years…who have given their service…even their lives…to our country…to ensure my right to do so…

Thank you!

Jane