The boys are helping me blog today:

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From James: I love you, aunt B..Love, James.

From Me:
There are times I just can't express how much I love my life. The boys plunked down on the
living room floor after breakfast this morning to play legos together. The airplane models
protected the puppy toys. The lego city was defended against the attacking Hordes. There was
a musical held part way through. School hasn't started yet, but the detour was gloriously fun.

It's all a matter of how you look at it, I suppose, and we have chosen to see the blessings.
We have our health, and even when we don't necessarily have "excellent" health, every day above
ground is a good day, ya know. We have one another, even when we're separated by the day at work
or by travel or other obligations. There is still our home, our central gathering spot and
touchstone, to which we all return for sustenance and rejuvenation, and love. It's such a blessing.

Beth asked about the Free State Project,
and when we're moving to New Hampshire. I am still working to convince Zorak that it's worth the doing.
He believes, as I do, that we need to give it a go in order to try to ensure freedom for our children
and their children. Our move to NH, or even to the second place state (which we'd really rather do-
to be honest, we don't have much desire to call anyplace east of the Rockies "home"), is dependent
upon his ability to find employment.

I really believe it's possible to make a go of the Free State Project, just as I believe that a
political revolution is possible by electing local and county officials outside the two
parties. Then move into state assemblies and senates. From there, you have a chance at sending a
voice to Washington, but not before then. Yes, it's a slow process, and isn't as grandiose as
having a Presidential candidate, but the big changes don't come around in one fell swoop.
They take place brick by brick- whether you are building a nation or tearing it down. Right now our
nation is being torn apart, brick by brick, tenet by tenet, and instead of whining about it, I think
we need to do something about it. Zorak and I are working toward a Free Tomorrow, and we invite you
to join us. You don't have to uproot your family to make it work. You have to speak up, run for local
office, get out and talk to people! It's not that hard, and so many, particularly those coming from the
institutional training houses of today's educational State, are not aware of so very, very much. Just
start talking, start listening, and remind people what it is like to have an active voice in their own
government.

We are attending the rally in June, though! Anybody else going?