I have a choice of work, where I live, and what I eat.
No chains keep me at my post or separate me from my family.
Honoring freedom. The freedom proclaimed by our democratic experiment.
I count myself fortunate to be born in this day and age of choice. So much choice.
Free to wander or settle. Free to work hard or not. Free to dream big dreams.
Free to see myself reflected in the faces of others regardless of our differences.
Differences are the spice that gives the soup a kick.
Happy Juneteenth!