My hands clench tightly around my dreams some days and especially around my heart’s desires. My fists grasp frantically onto those I love in my effort to hold them close and keep them safe, as if it’s in my power to do this. No matter how much I wish it were different, I have little …
Category: Freedom
Dear Soldier,
Though we’ve never met, you reminded me of something tonight. I can wake in the morning, hug my babies, and yes, probably hear sibling squabbles, because you, and so many others like you, are willing to pay a very high price so that we can live in freedom. “Thank you,” doesn’t seem to say enough, yet really, what more can I say? Except maybe this...
