Dreams

Today is MLK day.  The title "Dreams" is a coincidence today, or maybe not.

Saturday night, I found myself alone.  It was great for 45 minutes.  I was invited to a friend's house and later, Franklin joined me.

We were chatting and having a great time until THE topic came up, the legalization of marijuana.  Now, I am sure that everyone who knows me, can guess my stand on this topic.

I made the statement that I would not live in a state where the drug was legalized.

To which my husband responded, "there is nothing you can do about, it is all about the revenue, and you just need to get over it and accept because it is coming."

I went Bizek.  Bizerk.  We did speak about it at length and I have permitted him to sleep inside again.  (kidding)


I know that if I sat in traffic on a bridge in New Jersey for four hours, on a Friday, and I got to the end of the bridge and the only thing there were two cones that I would get out of my car, find the person who put the cones there and ask questions and then choke him.  Not even in Jersey did that happen.

Have we become a country of jaded, nonbelievers with no curiosity or spirit?

When a wife and mom is missing, I am the first one to look at the spouse and say, "something is sketchy here".  We don't believe.

Have we, as a society, been burned so many times that we don't think we can make a difference?

It does not matter how you personally feel about the legalization of marijuana(but I can promise you, there is an abundance of information being gathered somewhere for a new blog entry) but it does matter that in this country there is freedom of speech and you have the right to have your voice heard.

If you don't stand for something, you will fall for anything.

Yesterday, in a community clubhouse, a community gathered for an old fashioned letter writing campaign.  Very simple. Write a letter to members of the community to get answers for a young man's untimely death and answers to the mistakes made involving his death.

Did I write a letter?  Yes.  Do I think it may make a difference?  Yes.  Do I think the outcome will be changed, I don't know?  But I feel better that I tried.

Wonder what Martin Luther King's mom said, "don't bother, you won't make a difference."

Or Rosa's mom, "Honey, I don't think that is a good idea to make a scene in the bus."

Or how about Neil Armstrong's mom, "No Neil, I would prefer you stay at home."

How about those women who wanted the right to vote...what if they didn't say "screw it", We are not worrying about dinner tonight and  we are going to get the right to vote.

Instead, it seems like we drive by cones and and say or question nothing.

Or we hear the news media and we just shake our heads and do nothing put hit a "like" button on a facebook status.

We need heroes and folks who stand up and speak.

We need to raise kids who have the courage to do the right thing instead of being afraid to be a narc or a buzz wreck.

We need leaders.  We need people who question the cones or throw them off the bridge.  We need to exercise freedom of speech and not be afraid.

WE need to quit being bullied by big business with wallets and politicians who haven't walked a day in our shoes or spent an hour in a classroom in the last 20 years.

My vote does count. My letter will count.  I know that I will not have marijuana legalized in state of North Carolina.

Many people are picking only one word to redefine their year, not a resolution but a word.  I thought mine was going to be responsibility.  Instead, I am changing to  inspire.

I don't think of today as one man's day.  From this day forward, I am going to think of it how anybody has a voice if they truly have the dream to make a difference and inspire.