A Look At Freedom…

As we all pack our beach bags, put on our sun screen and head to our pool parties, beach parties, barbecues and favorite vacation spots to eat burgers &  probably a hotdog, some sort of red, white and blue trifle and lots and lots of beer, do we actually remember our freedom? It’s late in the afternoon, and I am writing this post from beautiful Bermuda, where I live.

At least once a day I remember how amazing my life is. I live in an amazing place, I have developed a career that I want and I have the most wonderful group of family & friends who support me in this life. WOW. Seriously…I have all of these things (and more) because I am free. Free to make my own decisions, free to own those decisions, free to enjoy, free to come and go as I please, free to be passionate, free to channel inner beauty, free to love uncontrollably, free to laugh so hard until I pee (what?), free to make mistakes, free to not wash my hair and let the salt water form perfect curls, free to stare out the window at my surroundings, free to go outside and experience them! Free to take a nap, free to stay up all night, free to run through a field, free to go cliff jumping, free to indulge in a whole bottle of wine, free to have a bon fire, free to swim in my pool naked, free to paddle board around an island, free to swim with sea turtles, free to challenge myself, free to challenge the status quo, free to travel the world, free to dedicate my time, free to meet new people, free to talk for hours with your best friend of 20 years, free to have a family, free to be positive, free to cry, free to paint each toe nail a different color, free to make my own art, free to be ME…Have you seriously ever really thought about all of the tiny, little things that make you smile, or enhance your life on a daily, weekly, yearly basis? Start doing it.

We are all granted freedom and generally speaking, we didn’t do much to earn it. As an American, I can not even begin to express my gratitude for all of the freedoms I am entitled to just by being born in our country, and don’t even get me started on how I would ever be able to fully express my deepest and sincerest thanks to our service men & women who have selflessly given their time, and some, their lives.

I have too many friends whose freedom was cut short for different reasons that I will not get into (as this is one of the longest posts I’ve ever written), but what I do know from experiencing these loses, is how much I’ve actually gained. I sport this tattoo on my wrist not only as a tribute to my fallen friends & loved ones, but as a reminder to myself that I am still here, I am still free.


What am I going to do with that freedom? I am going to choose to be happy, I am going to live my life and I am going to be me because I am lucky enough to have the freedom to do so.

Happy Independence Day. I hope those fireworks really set off some sparks!


ps. If you still don’t see it, it’s a conch shell with a heart opening and it says “listen.” Now go get some Roxette in your head



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