The American Dream has been dramatically distorted over the course of history. Our founding fathers gave up everything for their religious freedoms. They sacrificed all, placing everything they had on the line, including their lives, for the betterment of their families and their country. The American Dream is not finding the next Microsoft or the acquisition of wealth and material possessions. The American Dream cannot be found in the broadcast of frequency waves which air shows like The Next Top Model and American Idol. This dream does not begin with an end in sight for the American Dream knows no limits and has no end. The American Dream begins where we as individual Americans end. The actualization of this dream is only realized and lived out when we set aside ourselves and begin living our lives for those around us. Our enemy happens to be not that of an actual army as was the case with our forefathers, but one of narcissistic tendencies and what we believe to be inherent rights granted from men and among men.

                I struggled to make it through several different stages of life, suffered many trials throughout and fell to my own selfish and destructive behaviors time and time again. When I face-planted at the bottom of rock-bottom, I realized that I only had one true dream. As cliché as this may sound, my dream was to have a modest home with a white picket fence in the front yard and a family to share this home with and that was it. Now the white picket fence wasn’t a deal breaker because the Home Owners Association would surely have some kind of rule forbidding white picket fences in the front yard, but anyways, my dream is real and I am living it out, but the American Dream didn’t begin until I began living for my family… until I began living for God.

                I am living out a dream in which my children will never wonder where their mommy or daddy is or why they seemingly don’t want them. They will not bear witness to a home with alcohol and/or drugs, pornography and other things that children’s eyes should never see and/or experience. The hands of their loved ones will not harm them or shame them. Words of hate and discontent will not fall upon their innocent ears. My children will have a choice. They will not be destined for destruction as I once was. The American Dream takes place when we become subservient to our future… our children’s future, and to most of all…God.

Please take a moment to watch the video below as it tells the rest of the story. I want to thank the mastermind behind this project for listening to my story and taking time away from their precious families to make this happen; Alan Stolfus and everyone else involved in this project;

 Cast: Hayden Loughery, Joshua Harris, Mike Searle, Tony Dougherty, Sarah Shumacher, Alicia Ewing, Jay O’Brien, Erin Stolfus. Crew: Corey Crossen, Jay O’Brien, Mike Humphrey, Kynan Marshall, Eric Salzman, Aaron Sitts,

This is my dream…my American Dream. Except for me…It is VERY REAL.

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Comments
  1. This makes me think of Steven Curtis Chapman’s song, “Broken.”

    After all – we all are.

    • I have never heard that particular song, but I will definitely look it up. Yes we are indeed broken, but most definitely salvageable. BTW, I enjoyed your first post on simplifying taking pictures. I cant wait to try what I learned about shutter speed. Need to get a tripod first though.

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