free

I was wondering the other day what freedom means. or how can one feel it. and in this season of my life I realize that freedom can be truly be felt by those who are selfless. It is funny how the things that tie us down and make us distressed and frustrated come from within... I am free to serve and because of that, I am more free than ever. I woke up this morning and I made breakfast for Conrad, and while doing so I awakened my appetite as well. I made eggs and prossciuto and toast and tomatoes and i pored for each a glass of orange juice. I also prepared lunch for Conrad and for Dad... and one my one day off I keep busy... because things need to be done around here. I was a bit grumpy the other day, for coming home late to conrad who was playing video games, and there was no food. the only time we ate a warm cooked meal was when I made it, this past work week. I did verbalize my frustration and then I moved on.
Sometimes mom does more than she needs to, and overworks herself even on days she doesn't feel too good... and she said that she thinks of me when she does that. I must say that when I go the extra mile I think of my mom and of Carmen. These two women are wonder women. and they do inspire me.. even from far away.
I feel free, and I want to remain free.. free of my selfish impulses, free of a bad attitude, free to love and serve and bring joy to the world (ok, that does sound cheesy...).
Nonetheless, let's do our best and let's do more than what is expected of us to do... and maybe we'll inspire others to do so...