** I don’t think I’ve ever been political on this blog. We don’t really have much separation between our professional and personal lives, but I definitely don’t invite any drama to this space. However, I am a writer first, and the current state of the world has drawn me to not only do a lot of research, but to be very outspoken on Facebook. Great conversations have resulted. My thoughts today are a bit long for a Facebook, and perhaps a little “political”… but I choose to believe they are simply reflective, grateful, and most of all hopeful. I hope the words I write, however insignificant they might actually be, reach someone’s ears who needs to hear them. I am unimportant, but I believe my voice is not… none of our voices are unimportant.**
It’s Thanksgiving. A time when we pause to remember what we’re grateful for, and talk about the founding of our great nation.
When we, the people now known as Americans, got to this country, we were running. And some of us did some pretty terrible things to the people who were already here… out of fear, out of desperation, out of ignorance.
And from that pain, America was born. A place where ALL can be free, where we can believe what we want to believe. America : where there’s no state-sponsored religion. Where my children can audibly thank God for their food before they eat their lunch, and others can choose not to. Where some of my weddings are performed in the name of Jesus, others in the name of Allah, some in the name of love alone. Where I, as a woman, can own a business, and get tattoos, and wear whatever the heck I want to, and where others are totally allowed to think I’m insanely inappropriate. (They’re probably right.)
I am thankful for America. So very very thankful for the legacy of freedom, the heritage of not only tolerance, but CELEBRATION of difference. America is the Home of the belief that it takes all kinds to make a truly successful nation.
Happy Thanksgiving, America. May we remember our roots, be grateful for our freedom, and keep fighting to protect that promise for all who live here, those on their way, and those still dreaming of a day when they too can be called Americans. This is still the land of opportunity, just like it was when that ship finally landed and our ancestors drew their first breath of free air, and thanked their God for bringing them here safely.
We are ALL so blessed to be here.