Golden Streets

America, the promise land.  The streets lined with gold.  Everyone can make it here.  Is it still for real?  Can that still happen?

I don't want to get too deep in politics or finanical numbers...I'm a mom.  I have to squeak this blog in while my kids are sleeping!  (darn, jinxed myself, they'll surely wake since I said it).  However, America was about freedom, my freedom for choosing if I want an education, my freedom for choosing my own religion...if I want it (heck, some even create their own!), my freedom for choosing what to eat, find my own doctor(s), choose where I live, how to live.  I have the freedom to be angry with my government and not live in fear.  I have the freedom to VOTE to call and contact my senators, congressmen if I feel they're not doing something right. 

I have the freedom to create a new company and make it as successful as I want.  YES!  I'd LOVE to be rich.  Wouldn't we all?  To be able to go clothing shopping without sales...to buy IN SEASON.  To buy cute shoes that don't hurt my feet.  To not look at the label to see if it's dry clean only.  I'd LOVE to buy all the wonderful sleek gadgets.  An itouch for each of my boys for hours of entertainment while we do wait for hours in the doctors office.  But, I can't work on my business every day.  I am ultimately a mom.  My business does not make enough for us to live on...honestly I do it just to serve others.  I want others to feel freedom from finances.  It doesn't mean I make them rich with money...I make them rich with life. 

Do the golden streets of America still exist?  Yes.  The only problem is someone has to make the plans, dig the dirt, lay the foundation, mine the gold, shape and mold it, lay it and then maintain the golden roads.  It's all us.  WE all have a choice.  The freedom to do just that.  Silly to think that we deserve something just by being here.  We must work hard.  But what's your ultimate goal?  If it's to be a teacher, a nurse, a doctor, a business professional, an entrepreneur, a bus driver, we know going into those professions what it takes.  But it's the choice of our professions of what make us happy.  Not the chasing after the golden streets but the joy in watching things grow and change around us and within us.