Super Tuesday

I am so glad that I am married to a motivated, politically minded person. I am the total opposite. I didn't feel good today, I haven't for about a week. With the sound of my cough, could be bronchitis? You know me, wait until I have full blown pneumonia before I go into a doctor because I am a nurse and can handle it....right? Anyway, despite feeling like the underside of a toilet bowl, my husband convinced me to go out and vote. I couldn't believe the line as it wound down around the corner. There were probably a steady stream of 100 people in line the whole 30 minutes or so we stood in line. I told Wyatt that I wish I had my camera (I shot the above picture with his camera phone) because I had a picture in mind as I saw the steady stream of people lining up to vote and in the middle of the winding line there stood the flag on a pole. It was very poignant. I am so grateful that I am blessed to live in this country and to have the freedoms that I enjoy. I also am grateful to stand in line without any fear and vote all because I want to. I am also grateful for young men who leave their families and risk their lives to fight for that freedom. These young men who have never left home before and go to a strange place and learn how to kill someone if necessary and then head off to a cold far away place to be stationed until they are called up to go overseas. What great courage those young men have and how brokenhearted their mothers must be.