********************This week's question might have been better asked closer to the Fourth of July but leave it to me to do things somewhat backwards at times. Seems to me, though, that the question I'm going to ask is appropriate at any time, especially considering that not all countries have a celebration on the fourth of July.
Recently the company that I work for held an essay contest on the theme "What America Means to Me" (I work for American Ambulance so it makes perfect sense right?!) so I made up my mind to enter an essay. Now you would have thought that blogging on a regular basis would have made it easy for me to crank something out but au contraire! - that was not the case at all. I agonized over that essay for several weeks, decided that I just couldn't come up with the right words and gave up the idea of writing an entry but then I got really angry the other night over something that was posted on another blog. Anger and indignation managed to fire up my Muse long enough to inspire me to finally write something. Funny how some emotions will inspire you to action, isn't it?
I'll be using that essay as tomorrow's post here on my blog for several reasons: first, I figure it makes sense to use a perfectly good essay as a perfectly good blog post and free myself up from wondering what on earth I'm going to write about for another day and second, I think I might know a certain retired Army man and his adorable bride in Georgia who just might like it!
Before I do post it, though, I wanted to pose the question to those of you who stop by and visit my humble little part of the Blogosphere ...
What does America (or your own country) mean to you?I don't expect an entire essay by any means; after all, I know how long it took me to write the one I finally wrote but I look forward to your answers nonetheless!