I Have a Choice

I choose to live in The Frontier.

I choose this holiday season to exchange true sentiments versus more commercialized "stuff" - to spend this season of global economic hardship preparing my family rather than pandering to my whimsies and wants.

I choose to be picky about what I feed Woodstock.

I choose how many times a week I wash my hair.

I choose to eat (relatively) healthy, to extend my life.

I choose to worship each Sunday - and I choose the church in which to do that.

I choose to walk to the store if I need just one thing and it's daylight.

I choose to what I'm going to read.

I choose the kind of breakfast I want.

I choose when to visit my family.

I choose what to make for dinner each night.

I choose to go without a coat, except on the coldest of days.

I choose to dress Woodstock in new clothes, hand-me-downs and thrift store bargains with the same degree of glee.

I choose to do laundry only once a week.

I choose to sleep in once in awhile.

I choose hundreds, thousands of things every day.

And because I HAVE A CHOICE in how I live my life, I really do live a life of luxury.

Happy Thanksgiving. May 2008 cause each of us to pause and reflect on how much we DO have.