Recently my thoughts have turned increasingly to the past, specifically those who have gone before. I've written before about my ancestors, both those in Tennessee (my mother's people) and those in Arizona (my father's family).
These ancestors waged war, against hostile environments and wilderness and poverty. They waged a different kind of war against hatred and bigotry. And, many years later, their children waged war against those who would take away our country's freedom (World War II).
In the midst of these struggles, though, these valiant men and women, brothers and sisters, managed to live, laugh, and love. They did not allow the harships of their cirucmstances to dictate their happiness.
Joy for today: turning my thoughts and heart to the past.
I love it that they were people just like us. They had struggles, joys, and boredom just like us.
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