When the Lunchbox Becomes a Soapbox

It is decided.

I will be enjoying lunch at home today.  In my house – with my family.  Because at the end of the day, eating chicken nuggets doesn’t make my family any stronger than wearing a rainbow T-shirt does.  It’s the only place my voice is TRULY influential and I don’t need accouterments to send a message.

I won’t carry a picket sign in my dining room….for or against.   I won’t chant or scream or pontificate at the podium of  political correctness or moral absolutes.  I won’t fear that my freedom of speech might be misconstrued as a judgement of hate or a stamp of approval.

I’ll simply teach my kids this…wherever we eat lunch, love people for who they are, where they are.  It’s a message truly worth fighting for.

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