Thursday, December 30, 2010
Yesterday my family had lunch at a little Cuban restaurant in Fort Wayne called "Caliente!" It boasts some amazing sandwiches and was started by a couple from Cuba. Halfway through the meal my mom basically said, "Did you know that the husband is a former journalist who was thrown in jail for what he wrote?"
It was a healthy reminder that I too often take freedom for granted. I can blog or write a song about pretty much anything I want to, without any fear of police showing up at my door. Like good health, we often don't notice it until it's gone.
Keep writing (and be thankful),