How often…more than that…do we stand for the National Anthem…and think about the words and the abiding truth about courage and freedom? Probably rarely. At least that’s my own reality. My fault.
This morning…walking the dogs…our morning “thing,” I tumbled. A lovely teenage girl was walking her very large white husky, coming our way on the sidewalk. I took our three, Faith, Caleb and Copper, to the street center, to get out of the way. [We live in a quiet neighborhood.] Copper, who at 70 pounds would never be called “Mr. Before” howled and started to head for the husky. I tried my best…which was well short of good enough…and bam, down I went, off went “my 3” and fortunately the only result was my tumble and the dogs’ verbal offerings. I learned my lesson. Next time…and there’ll be a next time…I know now how to keep my three under control.
Still, the reality is…there’s not a one of us who doesn’t tumble, who doesn’t think back and KNOW we could have done it better. The reality is not to bemoan the mistake…but to learn from it. To not learn is worse than not good, it is unacceptable.
Came home, scrolled through this and that…realized this is a holiday for America of independence…and came upon this reality…a singing of the National Anthem. It is special. It is vital and vitalizing. At least to and for me. Star Swain…you brought joy to my day….
Maybe even for your day.
So, on this Friday, first moments of a 4-day weekend, may this blog reach you…and may you have goodness in you and through you…no matter how barking the moments may be. That’s my hope…especially with family who battle brain cancer…and my cowboy buddy dealing with some blooding where it shouldn’t be. And, for Andrew, who will have a birthday on July 7…and this weekend is in Central America attending the wedding of Alan…such a treasured friend.
So, take a moment now…will you…for this start of our weekend…to know we are blessed…