I own a home in a small town. I reside in the Shreveport area, a community that is supportive of its citizens. I have not only a job, but a career. I’m married to a wonderful man, and I have children and grandchildren. Some would say I have achieved the American Dream. Then why am I constantly overwhelmed? Why is the world spinning so fast that I feel like I might fall off of it? What is this thing called the American Dream, and have I really achieved it? Despite the fast pace, the answer, I say, is a resounding Yes.
The idea of the American Dream is instilled in our citizens with the “promise of the possibility of prosperity and success.” James Adams in 1931 said, “life should be better and richer and fuller for everyone, with opportunity for each according to ability and achievement regardless of social class or circumstances of birth. It is ingrained in our Declaration of Independence that proclaims “all men are created equal … endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights including life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.”
I think we live in a society that dreams constantly, and our American Dream is a flowing entity, constantly being molded and changed, unlike the traditional dream of 2.4 children, a house with a picket fence and job security. We live in a fast-paced era of computers and ever compounding responsibilities on our shoulders. Sleep is shortened in order to fulfill commitments. The laundry needs washed, the car needs washed, the children need fed and bathed and put to bed. Everybody, it seems needs something from us, all the time. Chasing the American Dream has become a lifelong pursuit, and it can be exhausting.
But aside from the ever present reach for the American Dream and the compounding day-to-day responsibilities, I’ve found my own piece of the American dream, given by an American company in the early 1900s. The Harley-Davidson team of William S. Harley and Arthur Davidson realized their American Dream by invention, creation, and furthering improvements of the Harley-Davidson motorcycles. And, my American Dream to own a motorcycle and ride has been realized, thanks in part to them. Their hard work and American ethos, and idea of freedom as an integral part of the American Dream, have been ingrained in riders everywhere. With 15% of Americans living below the poverty line, it’s an honor to have reached the place in my life where I can get on my bike and ride, relieving the pressures of day-to-day life. I am fortunate to live in a military community, and an area where riders are a tight-knit group. In the Shreveport area, there are always plenty of motorcycle events to attend, rides to make and people to meet.
But, I will never forget those who came before me with their ideals and hard work that furthered my ability to reach my own dreams, and I will never forget my own hard work and dedication that put me in this place today. I will also always remember how easy it is to lose those things that we work so hard for. In a precarious economy, personal belongings can be lost in the flash of a stock market crash, a job loss or a serious injury or disability. My motto is to enjoy the moment, share with those chasing their own dream and appreciate what I have, while enjoying the freedoms of this great country molded by our forefathers and secured by our military and veterans who fight to retain them.
What is your American Dream?
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