My husband and I were watching football at a bar in New York City yesterday and I thought how much fun our nephew who is 13 would have had. Obviously, the bouncer at the door would feel differently as would the state of New York but it was such a fun atmosphere I wished there was some way he could join us next time. Unless we wait eight years, it’s not happening.
As adults we can go anywhere. We have that right and the privilege. The past few weeks I have begun to stretch my wings, the way our parrot, Piper, does after a nap. I suppose in a way I have been asleep. My sudden loss of sight took my independence and ability to do what I want, or so I thought. Really, though, it was my damaged optic nerves sending this message to my brain. Of course there is much more to it than that: the emotional and physical play a part as much as the mental. And I am still finding my way. But I am an adult woman living in the greatest country in the world. I am free.
Please don’t let anything stop you from living a life of adventure, whatever that is to you. Men and women, sons and daughters, husbands and wives, dads and moms have sacrificed so much for us, their fellow Americans. Don’t let them down. Or yourself.
Thank you to all who have served.