Freedom Is Not Free

I voted for the first time today! I was excited all day to finally be able to use the rights that have been given to me. My dad helped me find my way to the check-in table and explained to me what the ballot was going to look like and said, "Now vote for who you want! It's that simple." So, I walked over, went through the pages and pressed the red button to make it official. And, of course, got my sticker!

As I voted, the men and women that sacrificed so much ran through my mind. Whether they know it or not, their valor and selflessness have impacted me (and others) in a great way. I love having the freedom to have a say in what is going on in the country. Even if the results are different than what I think they should be, I'm extremely grateful for the opportunity to express my beliefs by voting for people who share my beliefs.

The freedoms we have and use so often without thinking, are not free. I want for the upcoming generations to have the same opportunities that I have now. That is one of my many reasons to join the military and support those who fight on behalf of the American people.

Today was a learning experience, fun and memorable. But most of all, it was yet another chance for me to reflect on all the many blessings in my life.