I have been in a foul mood. There is no other way to describe it. Lots of things for lots of reasons are weighing on me. I half heartedly admitted tonight that I am seeing the half-full glass, I recognize it and worse, I’ve been wallowing in it. It’s my blog and I have frankly been choosing the if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all road. I promise I’ll put on my big girl panties soon. Until then, I’m somewhere between sucking my thumb and rocking in the corner and wanting to put a rusty fork in someone’s eye… Did I say that out loud? Ahem. I must be having old lady mood swings. Right?
Anyway, there was some discussion in my ‘hood tonight. Are military families in danger? How are we going to protect ourselves? What does our home life look like? I know we chose this life but my kids really didn’t have any choice in the matter. It makes me mad to think that a lot of Ray’s job is helping people but the fact that he wears a uniform has put my children at risk. I’m in single parent mode again this week. Not really a great time to bring all this up…
Tonight, I watched this video of Ronald Reagan. Can I just say I love every single military member and truly appreciate their sacrifice. Maybe I’m uniquely equipped to truly understand it. I also really, really miss Ronald Reagan. He was presidential.
This is powerful, powerful stuff.
Tonight, I was visiting with my neighbor who happens to be a member of the Japanese navy, stationed here as an attache. Bria said, “Mom, would you like to be from Japan?” I said absolutely not. “I love America!” She asked why. Did you hear that? She asked why. My children are no longer taught to be proud of their country, to appreciate their freedom, to know this is the greatest country in the world and we should be proud to fly or flag. Yes, I want them to be humble but I also want them to be fiercely proud of their history of strength, courage and freedom. If they aren’t, won’t it all be lost?