We’re living in crazy times, but in this country, we have a lot for which to be grateful. We are Americans. We are free.
As a journalist – a retired one, mind you – I am glued to the news whether it be in print, online, TV or radio. Ukraine dominates my thoughts. I see the horrific images in print and film of men, women and children being mowed down by the hands of a crazed evil man, Putin.
I cry when I see mothers and children saying goodbye to their husbands, brothers, fathers and sons left behind at Ukraine’s borders as the women, children and elderly escape the war. I cry when I see hospitals, orphanages and schools bombed because of the fragile evil ego of a deranged man.
Then, I look around in my own world and see that I have a home, food, electricity, water, my family, my pets and that we live in a free country. I think of my own father who enlisted in the Navy in World War II as a teenager because of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor. I think of the many men and women who died for our freedom and continue to protect us. For them, I am on my knees thankful.
And life goes on.