Independence
Happy 4th, everyone.
The past few weeks, I seem to wake just before my alarm goes off. It's never the same time everyday...so I can't blame habit for that. But it gives me time to think, before leaping out of bed and getting my day started. In that time, I lay still and reflect. Think about my life. I make a special point to think of one thing I am truly grateful for and reflect on what I will do to make a difference that day.
Today was the same.
I pondered about the meaning of Independence for America. I questioned whether or not my kids truly understood how fortunate they are, being Americans with so much available to them. Have I done my job there?
I pondered more about what Independence meant...and my thoughts keep alighting on the same thing...
Freedom to choose.
Here is what I choose:
I choose to be happy.
I choose to surround myself with people who are generally happy.
I choose to take care of my body, so it will last longer.
I choose to ADORE my husband.
I choose to love my family.
I choose to be obedient.
I choose to be frugal.
I choose to be a better wife and mother.
I choose to sing more, and laugh more often.
I choose to share my testimony through my thoughts and actions.
My choices. All of them.
On a lighter side:
We were invited to an annual "4th o'july" breakfast in my in-laws neighborhood. It was fantastic. We played a get-to-know-your-neighbor game, where everyone had to name one special thing about themselves that no one else could say.
I told about being a can-can dancer.
My girls shared things about where they'd been and what they'd done in the world, and my son--ever the jokester-- shared that he could bend his fingers all the way backwards....when asked to show how he did it, proceeded to turn around backwards and bend his fingers into fists. Get it? Bent his fingers, while he was backwards. Then he guffawed and chortled the rest of the breakfast, as people came over and congratulated him, laughing at the joke he'd made.
*sigh*
"If we wish to free ourselves from enslavement, we must choose freedom and the responsibility this entails." Leo F. Buscaglia
The past few weeks, I seem to wake just before my alarm goes off. It's never the same time everyday...so I can't blame habit for that. But it gives me time to think, before leaping out of bed and getting my day started. In that time, I lay still and reflect. Think about my life. I make a special point to think of one thing I am truly grateful for and reflect on what I will do to make a difference that day.
Today was the same.
I pondered about the meaning of Independence for America. I questioned whether or not my kids truly understood how fortunate they are, being Americans with so much available to them. Have I done my job there?
I pondered more about what Independence meant...and my thoughts keep alighting on the same thing...
Freedom to choose.
Here is what I choose:
I choose to be happy.
I choose to surround myself with people who are generally happy.
I choose to take care of my body, so it will last longer.
I choose to ADORE my husband.
I choose to love my family.
I choose to be obedient.
I choose to be frugal.
I choose to be a better wife and mother.
I choose to sing more, and laugh more often.
I choose to share my testimony through my thoughts and actions.
My choices. All of them.
On a lighter side:
We were invited to an annual "4th o'july" breakfast in my in-laws neighborhood. It was fantastic. We played a get-to-know-your-neighbor game, where everyone had to name one special thing about themselves that no one else could say.
I told about being a can-can dancer.
My girls shared things about where they'd been and what they'd done in the world, and my son--ever the jokester-- shared that he could bend his fingers all the way backwards....when asked to show how he did it, proceeded to turn around backwards and bend his fingers into fists. Get it? Bent his fingers, while he was backwards. Then he guffawed and chortled the rest of the breakfast, as people came over and congratulated him, laughing at the joke he'd made.
*sigh*
"If we wish to free ourselves from enslavement, we must choose freedom and the responsibility this entails." Leo F. Buscaglia
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