Once upon a time the picture everyone saw of the American dream was an upper middle class family dressed nicely, the father wore a button down dress shirt and carried a briefcase. The mother stayed home, kept the perfect house, wore pearls and heels around the house. The two kids was an older boy head of the varsity football team and the daughter was a cheerleader and prom queen. Some people still see this as the American dream, others see riches and possessions.
I have to say I don't see that at all, but I think we've achieved it. Last night we sat out by the fence of the grandstand of the the West Kentucky State Fair watching the fireworks holding my husband's hand while the kids squealed in excitement. This morning I got up, cleaned up some, baking buttermilk biscuits and making sausage gravy while my love built rabbit cages I thought to myself we are working on the American dream, our dream. My house is never "clean". The laundry hamper always has clothes in it. We always live pay check to pay check, and the Lord knows we are in debt. However, we are a close happy family. Even on our rockiest days no one thinks of leaving. We have a roof over our head, good homemade food in our bellies, running water, electric, warm in the winter, cool in the summer. We laugh more then once a day and make memories together.
Even with the future storms unseen and walking out onto uncharted waters we have the American dream. We love, laugh, and are happiest hand in hand. We have horses, cows, rabbits, dogs, cats, and when we get where ever we are going we have plans for chickens and possibly goats.
Even though we didn't have money to do the rides or games we had a wonderful time at the fair last night. I miss my oldest two, they would have been in love with it all and the are growing up so incredibly fast. I want to hold them as long as possible and make as many memories as possible so that when they grow up they can say they lived the American dream, something that most people only see in their minds late at night then wake in the misery they've created themselves.
We are truly blessed to have an abundance of people that love us and have weathered the chapters of life with us providing they are strong enough to love.
Now I will be back with y'all when there is time, but our dream needs tending and the dishes are calling me. Be blessed y'all.
Friday, July 5, 2013
The American Dream
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