Help, I’ve fallen into an alternate universe and I can’t get out of it…
I’m not a political activist…but I find myself fighting for my country at the age of fifty-seven. I believe grand babies and helping my children is what I should be doing now. I don’t want to be going to tea parties, rallies and political town meetings. I want the people that we hired to do their jobs and keep this a wonderful although imperfect country. I am lulled into an alternate universe….so now I have to begin campaigning, voicing the views of my family members since they all have to work, I have to protest, I have to go to political rallies, I have to test my endurance for marches on Washington… I have to be grateful to my God and my parents for giving me the courage to face my enemies…those who I lazily voted for and didn’t ask the hard questions of. I have to show my love for the country that so many heroes gave their lives for and fight to get it back. I have to fight for my God…and I can, it won’t be easy and it certainly isn’t what I’d like to be doing right now….but I will, right here on my little corner of the country. A commenter referred to my little town as “Mayberry USA” and I think that is a pretty good description.
Go here for a local news column concerning the event that my photos depict.
I think that I have some great company for my new journey…
Heroes, everyday people, old, young….most of all passionate!!!
Passionate about their God, their morals and their country…
No rich people, no famous people, no celebrities….just honest, moral, hard-working everyday people…..with a passion for life, love and liberty…
Please God, bless us in our pursuits, for among us are true believers.
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Mosaic Monday at Little Red House…
Met Monday at Between Naps On The Porch
