I love history, U.S. history to be exact. I’m in awe when I read about the bravery, triumphs, and tribulations of the women and men that lead our country in our pursuit of life, liberty, and happiness.
Anytime I think of U.S. history I’m taken back to a time that kicked off what was the turn of a huge chapter in my life … My birthday. All birthdays bring a certain aspect of change but none quite like this for me.
It was my 32nd birthday and it was truly the beginning of a new era where I was personally in the pursuit of love and happiness.
I lost all of the images from that birthday in D.C. except this one.
That year was my craziest thus far but at that moment I didn’t know what was about to unfold.
I remember sitting on the steps of Lincoln Memorial in awe of the history and the aesthetics of D.C. Just before I sat down I walked through the columns to read the inscription about him saving the hearts of so many people.
Fast-forward from Lincoln’s part in our Civil War to Martin Luther King, Jr. and his part in the civil rights movement. Dr. King delivered his historic “I have a dream” speech from the very steps that tourists, students, and I all sat.
It was the most profound memory of any birthday that I’ve ever had. It’s bittersweet now but looking back to that moment I was so inspired and ready to take the world on with a force of love and acceptance.
I suppose I have done so, It’s just different now. The more I learn, the more I realize that I know little of anything. Humbling and comforting all at once.
The history of the Lincoln Memorial speaks of love in the form of a continued fight for equality for the greater good of men and women in the pursuit of life, liberty, and happiness.