Reflections, Post 9/11
I was hoping to have had time to hit the blog on 9/11, but it was the first day of my new job so needless to say, The Rock has been too busy to visit The Rock. But I'm back now and recommitted and I thought this might be a good time to take a break from politics for a few paragraphs and reflect on some of the good things in life.
Despite the reckless, calculated abuses perpetrated against us by our federal government, we as Americans are generally a free people. Yes, we're overtaxed, overregulated, pretty much over-everythinged, but I'm sitting here on my couch, watching college football, surfing the web and writing things that our government can't censor. We have this thing called the First Amendment, and each of us blogging is doing our part to protect it. I'm grateful for the First Amendment.
I'll probably order pizza or pick up a sandwich for dinner and enjoy good food and a good football game, watch a movie later, maybe play some guitar, maybe write some poetry. Yes, folks, The Rock writes poetry. It's my sensitive side coming out. I have a friend that always makes a point to tell me I'm sensitive. I'm still trying to figure out if she means it in a good way or a bad way. I'm pretty sure she appreciates that about me, so I'm taking it as a compliment. :) I have great friends and I'm grateful for each one of them. I'm grateful to know that despite so many differences I have with them, be it politically, socially, economically, religiously or otherwise, we can still always find the common ground to continue to grow our relationships. I think so many of us take this amazing thing called friendship for granted.
I have a great family. My dad is a little bit more arms-length than my mom, but I know I can count on him to give me advice, a shoulder to lean on if I need one, or anything I ask him for. He seems to always know what to say to make me feel better. I enjoy spending time with him, matching wits with him, or just sharing a beer with him. I'm grateful for my dad. My mom is my rock. If I need anything I know I can count on my mom. We've spent a lot of time this week on the phone together, her helping me deal with a personal situation. She gave me advice and selflessly gave her time to her son when he needed it. From 3000 miles away she put her arms around me and told me that no matter what, everything would be OK. She's done that ever since I can remember and I still believe it every time she tells me so, even when doubt creeps in. I don't know if she has any idea just how much I need her, and how much I appreciate her. She will when she reads this. My brother is the best. That's about all I can say. I love my family.
It's interesting to put your life in perspective like this, even just in the span of a few paragraphs. I have so many things to be grateful for. Many of us do but we oftentimes neglect to stop and smell the roses. Sometimes the walls feel close, whether it's because you're having trouble at work or at home or somewhere else, and when they do it helps to think about the good things in life. You think about the people who make a difference, the things you enjoy, your family. We're so fortunate to live where we do, as we do. Just something to ponder.
Despite the reckless, calculated abuses perpetrated against us by our federal government, we as Americans are generally a free people. Yes, we're overtaxed, overregulated, pretty much over-everythinged, but I'm sitting here on my couch, watching college football, surfing the web and writing things that our government can't censor. We have this thing called the First Amendment, and each of us blogging is doing our part to protect it. I'm grateful for the First Amendment.
I'll probably order pizza or pick up a sandwich for dinner and enjoy good food and a good football game, watch a movie later, maybe play some guitar, maybe write some poetry. Yes, folks, The Rock writes poetry. It's my sensitive side coming out. I have a friend that always makes a point to tell me I'm sensitive. I'm still trying to figure out if she means it in a good way or a bad way. I'm pretty sure she appreciates that about me, so I'm taking it as a compliment. :) I have great friends and I'm grateful for each one of them. I'm grateful to know that despite so many differences I have with them, be it politically, socially, economically, religiously or otherwise, we can still always find the common ground to continue to grow our relationships. I think so many of us take this amazing thing called friendship for granted.
I have a great family. My dad is a little bit more arms-length than my mom, but I know I can count on him to give me advice, a shoulder to lean on if I need one, or anything I ask him for. He seems to always know what to say to make me feel better. I enjoy spending time with him, matching wits with him, or just sharing a beer with him. I'm grateful for my dad. My mom is my rock. If I need anything I know I can count on my mom. We've spent a lot of time this week on the phone together, her helping me deal with a personal situation. She gave me advice and selflessly gave her time to her son when he needed it. From 3000 miles away she put her arms around me and told me that no matter what, everything would be OK. She's done that ever since I can remember and I still believe it every time she tells me so, even when doubt creeps in. I don't know if she has any idea just how much I need her, and how much I appreciate her. She will when she reads this. My brother is the best. That's about all I can say. I love my family.
It's interesting to put your life in perspective like this, even just in the span of a few paragraphs. I have so many things to be grateful for. Many of us do but we oftentimes neglect to stop and smell the roses. Sometimes the walls feel close, whether it's because you're having trouble at work or at home or somewhere else, and when they do it helps to think about the good things in life. You think about the people who make a difference, the things you enjoy, your family. We're so fortunate to live where we do, as we do. Just something to ponder.
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