Live Free or Die

At times I feel as if I really need to look back into my family history and see if I have any rebels in my family.  I recently have found myself paused in a moment thinking that I flat just don't fit into the "normal" and "natural" path of things.


1. Britta.  Need I say more?  I have never been the kind of mom who goo's and gaa's over her babies saying what a sweet spirit they bring and how wonderful it is to have her in our home.  I love her, of course.  Somehow I feel, more often than not, that she is a curse, terrorist, a demon to torment me and simply, my nemesis. Many who are around us have heard me say "who did I piss off in the pre-existance to be stuck with her?" Although, on a positive note, Bethany AND my mom have both decreed that there is a special place in heaven for me because of her. (this being after spending the weekend with her) I use that promise to survive the day. 


2.  Babies.  It's not as easy as it looks to have them. Well, at least for us.  That is all I am gonna say.


3.  I have a problem with being told what to do.  Over the simplest most silly things! A horrible example that I am even embarrassed to mention..... Mormon.org.  A good cause, important to show others why I believe what I believe and be a missionary to the world.  But just the simple fact of being told that I need to make a profile online and there was a sign up sheet being passed around this Sunday of those who have already signed up, kinda made me want to grab the paper and rip it up in front of everyone.  Again, horrible, I know, but my truth. 


4. Politics.  I am one of those people who have had the Gadsden Flag on my car BEFORE the tea party movement.  (for those who don't know what that is, it's the "don't tread on me" flag - one of our earliest flags that was created at the beginning of the revolutionary war) again, rebel.  When I told my family that I had registered "independent" 3 years ago  I think they had believed I had turned liberal. Nope, I replied, I just don't want to be associated with EITHER side.  I still stand by that now.


5.  I tend to say what I am thinking, no matter what the appropriateness. There are even times that Gunnar has to "tame" me.  Winter and Casey can testify of this...


and the list goes on....


All in all what makes me think that I belong is this: America began by settlers who were rebels looking for freedom that screamed "Live Free or Die" in the face of a tyrant king. I believe that, that sentiment is within ALL of us Americans.


Some more than others.... I just happen to be the "some more"