There's a weird trend associated when I travel - major world events transpire. I was visiting family with my mom from Friday to Monday. On Friday, Wills and Kate took the plunged and made it for reals. Kate looked gorgeous. On Sunday night, Osama Bin Laden was pronounced dead.
I woke at 5:00 AM for my flight this morning and drank coffee to video footage of 20somethings celebrating in front of the White House and at Ground Zero. My stomach turned. It was a victory, no doubt. Lives were risked for this accomplishment, and lost in the effort. I'm prayers, truly, go out to all. But isn't anyone else concerned about retaliation? I mean, one guy is only so powerful. His commands are executed by others, who are still breathing. I'm just not cool with running nude through the streets about this. It's inappropriate and sickening. I've read horrid things on Facebook like "let's hang him in front of the White House, hitting him with a stick like a pinata." Literally my stomach turned. I'm shaking my head in disgust.
I met someone who is in the armed forces this weekend. I told him I loved him. He looked so handsome and we're all proud to have him as a new part of our family. I think about people like him who are heading over into the war zone who may have to pay the price for those so publicly celebrating. Sure, sure...we're free to do so. God bless the USA and the rights we have. I value them as much as anyone. But because we CAN do something, doesn't mean we should.
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