Thank You, America

It seems to be a phrase that is ridiculed more than appreciated these days, but today, I will proudly say, “Thank you, America.” I don’t care who you are, or where you have come from, if you live in this country, and if you call yourself an American, then, you should say the same…and even though, it may not be a popular sentiment, even if you are not an American citizen, you should still say the same.

Too many in today’s culture take so much liberty in bashing the bad of this country. Too much joy is taken in attempting to destroy the history, and the heritage and the legacy upon which this nation was built. If someone stands for patriotism, freedom and anything “American,” too many snarks and ridicules can be made, and everyone is simply expected to accept it as some sort of tolerance and penance for years of a presumed “superior conceit.”

I will never attempt to argue the perfection of America, nor will I say it can do no wrong, but if you cannot take pride in the country in which you preside, why live there? Just as a mother has to admit the foolishness of her child if that child is to grow beyond the wrong; yet, it should never negate the love and protection that mother holds for her once newborn babe. Seriously. I could stop and restart a whole new blog on that little soapbox right there, but I won’t. Not today.

Today, I’ll just stop and say, “Thank you, America.” Thank you for every hardworking man and woman who seeks to serve and make this country a better place to live. Thank you for all those who put their “hand to the plow” and never look back, always striving to leave a better community for the next generation. Thank you for every person who hopes and dreams for a better tomorrow and instead of tearing down all shreds of goodness from yesterday, he or she digs deep to find a ray of sunshine within the clouds of gray. Thank you to every American who continually takes the next step toward life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness; so, our children may dream and pursue those aspirations of their hearts just as our forefathers did so long ago.

Thank you, America, and God bless you!

Happy Labor Day to all! ❤️🇺🇸❤️

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    • Actually, no. It was taken in a beautiful little town called Highlands, NC. There is a hiking store there that keeps an ENO hammock right outside their store that customers can enjoy. So, on a beautiful day in August, I took my liberty…at least for the moment of taking the picture, because that particular hammock almost touches the ground when you get in it, and it wasn’t as comfortable as I expected! 😂 (Enos are usually wonderfully comfortable, but not this one! 😜)

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      • That sounds like fun and a beautiful day – the weather is so iffy anymore that you have to seize the day and make the most of it when the days are good. That’s why I often do on the weekend, try to fit too many things in as who knows what happens weatherwise the following weekend – it also contributes to me not getting chores done inside and outside the house and since it is only me it falls on me to get them done … I’m guilty for not getting things done like I used to before the walking and blogging took over.

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      • Well, it’s not just me, but with a house full of guys, it seems much still falls to me, unless, it’s a “manly job,” or I just demand it. 😜 The guys are good to help when I finally ask. However, I tend to wait to ask until I’m more grouchy for the lack of help. 🙄🤦‍♀️😂

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