Today is Memorial Day, when we take time out to acknowledge and thank the men and women who have given their lives in service to their country. May God bless their souls, and comfort their families. May we all live in such a way that we honor their sacrifice by working together to uphold our American ideals.
So I'm back Stateside. It feels good to be home, and as I just come in from picking up my laundry, it occurs to me what a blessing it is to live in America. I have enough food, too many clothes, and a sturdy roof over my head. I love and am loved, and am in relationship with a God who adores me. My health is generally good (I'm a grateful cancer survivor), though the present thorn in my flesh is painful, almost debilitating leg cramps. They occur despite copious amounts of water, mineral supplements, and even quinine supplements, they continue. I do recognize that if leg cramps are the worst complaint I have, in the overall scheme of things, that's nothing.
My goal is to write something every day. Just like I encourage my students and kids to exercise their writing muscles, I have to do the same. Don't have a lot to write tonight; sometimes you just have to put in the footwork and leave the results to God.
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