Freedom

I've been pondering this post for the last several weeks.  I wanted to talk to someone about this while it was still happening, but decided to save it for July 4.  What is IT?  IT is what happened with the elections in Iran.  I thought about how there's so much so many of us complain about in this country, and yet, when the chips are down, we can still hold it together.  Those poor folks in Iran were hoping for a change and had someone pull the rug out from under them without even waiting a decent enough time to even pretend all the votes were counted.  What does this have to do with us?  I was, in my mind, comparing it to what happened in our election between Al Gore and George Bush.  Hanging chads, uncounted votes, and other mysterious events gave us an election result that many of us felt was wrong, but we didn't get killed trying to speak our minds about it.  It was at least one good thing out of all that.

And that, I think, is one of the many reasons why so many people risk life and limb to crawl across our borders to live here.  Must be something we're doing right, even if a lot of it is still a mess.

Freedom is what I think of on this holiday.  A while back, I was at the post office and when I came out, I found this car in the parking lot.  Freedom also means living in Taos.  It's a place where you can be whoever you want to be and be accepted.  No worries about perfect make up, clothes, fancy cars.  In fact, I would say you could possibly be embarrassed to drive a fancy car around these parts, not to mention ill advised...because it's only a matter of time before your car or your windshield get dinged or cracked (a true sign of a  local, IMHO).

I love enjoying all the freedoms in my life, and trust you do as well. 

Happy 4th of July!