Freedom Day

This day is a very important day in our family. Before I was born, my Father was a P.O.W. in Vietnam. He was shot down an held captive for nine months in the Hanoi Hilton. He was released on this day thirty-six years ago after enduring many days, weeks and months worry about my Mom and sister, who was only an infant at the time.

I truly respect my Dad and all of the soldiers who make our country free and give us the chance to raise a family the way we are able to. Today I was able to take my son and my handsome husband to church to listen to my Dad speak about what he went through and how he was able to overcome such miserable circumstances. In fact, he remembers mostly about the funny things that happened and the things which made him closer to God. I am so humbled every single time I listen to him speak.

We have to fly in days like today, even though they are snowy and cloudy. With our own instincts. We don't always get to fly on beautiful sunny days using all the instruments that are given to us......O.K. Dad, don't get mad at my quote on this one! Spencer was running around the classroom. But, this was a good lesson. Thank you Dad!

It is so true. There will always be days that we are required to use our instincts but we must really listen closely, at other times, to something other than ourselves to get through.

On another note that has made a gigantic impact on our family and friends today.....Jesse. Please heal quickly!! We love ya and Spencer has been talking about you all day. We adore you too, Jen!! Hang in there! xoxoxoxo