Every Friday, I wear red. For many people, Red Friday is a simple gesture of support for our deployed military. For me, it is something much deeper. It is a reminder. A memory. A promise. Years ago, my fiancé deployed to Iraq. He was part of the mission searching for SCUD missiles. Like so many brave men and women who answer the call of duty, he willingly put himself in harm’s way to protect others and serve his country. He never came home the way we prayed he would. Instead of running into my arms, he came home draped in the American flag, carried in a coffin. That is why Red Friday hits a little differently for me. Every Friday, I think about the dreams we never got to share, the life we never got to build, and the future that was taken from us far too soon. There will always be a place in my heart that belongs to him. But while he did not return to his earthly home, I find comfort knowing he reached his eternal home. Heaven became his final destination, where pain, war, and sacrifice no longer exist. Because of him, I understand the true meaning behind the words “Remember Everyone Deployed.” I know firsthand that every deployed service member is someone’s child, spouse, fiancé, parent, sibling, or best friend. Behind every uniform is a family waiting, hoping, praying, and counting the days until they come home. So every Friday, I wear red not only for the deployed but also for those who made the ultimate sacrifice. I wear red for the families carrying invisible wounds. I wear red for the empty chairs at dinner tables and the memories that never fade. Most of all, I pray. I pray daily for the safe return of every man and woman serving far from home. I pray that they return safely to the arms of those who love them. I pray that more families receive homecomings instead of heartbreak. And until they all come home, I will continue to wear red. For the deployed. For the fallen. For my fiancé. For every hero who answered the call. Until they all come home.

I’m not feeling well. I’ll catch up tomorrow. Goodnight

I ended up not having to say anything. The plaintiff’s attorney’s legal assistant was here at 8:30 bringing the contracts back. Her boss was not happy but she was diplomatic about it. Sloth told me “it wasn’t a big deal”. I’m home & going to bed. See yall later.

Really a back to school protest… 🤔

Eagles are a specific protected species with conservation goals; human abortion involves a pregnant woman’s bodily autonomy and competing rights. Pro Life 🙏 👶

nitter.siddz.com/kathae909/status/21131… ⚡ LIGHTNING HAS NO MEMORY. SO WHY DID IT KNOW WHERE THEY WERE GOING? 👀 Bic and Amber counted five flashes at Griffith Observatory. Then they opened the Wanderbound guidebook. 🏜️ Watch the last five seconds. # Wanderbound # HiddenAmerica # DreaminaAI

Make sure to get out and vote! The Slotkin clip is straightforward: if Democrats take the House and Senate, she wants aggressive oversight not just of Trump but of the people who worked for him, framed as a deliberate deterrent so young people think twice about ever joining the administration. That's not ordinary congressional accountability; that's using the power of investigation as a political tool to shrink the talent pool of the opposing side. The larger document drops from Data Republican go further, describing coordinated planning around protests, state-level resistance, and scenarios that force the Insurrection Act. Whether every detail holds up under scrutiny, the pattern they're highlighting is consistent with treating an election loss as illegitimate and preparing institutional and street-level pushback rather than accepting the result and fighting the next cycle. Voters can decide for themselves whether that is normal democratic competition or something that warrants stronger pushback at the ballot box. The primary sources are public; the question is what people conclude after reading them.

Dogs: 1% good boys 😇, 99% pure chaos agents 💥🤪 Which clip is your dog?🤣🤣 😂🐶👇

Good morning! Your attitude today will determine your success tomorrow!!!🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 In Step with God Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit. Galatians 5:25 READ Galatians 5:16-26

🌕 In old Cajun country, a colander on the porch after dark wasn’t there to drain the crawfish. It was there for protection. Long before Louisiana’s bayou legends became tourist attractions, families passed down warnings about the rougarou, a terrifying creature said to roam the swamps beneath the full moon. Born from the French legend of the loup-garou, or werewolf, the rougarou became something uniquely Louisiana, a shadow moving between moss-draped cypress trees, with glowing eyes that pierced the darkness. Our ancestors had their own ways of keeping the creature at bay. One of the strangest traditions involved a simple kitchen colander. According to folklore, the rougarou couldn’t resist counting. Leave a colander outside your door, and the creature would supposedly spend the entire night counting every hole, only to lose track and begin again. Another version called for leaving thirteen objects near the entrance. Since the creature could count only to twelve, it would become trapped in an endless cycle of counting until daylight forced it back into the swamp. Imagine a Cajun grandmother in the 1920s, standing on her weathered porch with a kerosene lantern in hand. The fog rolls in from the bayou, the moon hangs low and golden, and somewhere beyond the trees, something moves. Without a word, she places her old colander beside the door, steps inside, and turns the lock. She doesn’t need to look back. She knows what her grandmother taught her, just as her grandmother learned it from the generations before her. The rougarou wasn’t only used to frighten children into behaving, either. Another old belief claimed that anyone who broke the rules of Lent for seven consecutive years could become the creature themselves. In a culture where Catholic traditions ran deep, that was a warning few people took lightly. Today, the rougarou remains woven into Louisiana’s identity. Its legend lives on in folklore festivals, ghost stories, books, and family tales told around kitchen tables. And while the old superstitions may have faded for some, there are still people who remember the warnings their grandparents whispered when the night grew dark and the swamp grew quiet. Because in Cajun Louisiana, some stories are never entirely forgotten. And when the moon rises over the bayou, a little mystery never hurts. 🕯️🌿

Good morning. Reposting a favorite since I have to go in half day 😭😭

Hats off to Rep. Crane for demanding answers and refusing to let her dodge accountability! 🔥

Good morning X Fam 🙏☕️☕️☕️ Cindy's Trouble Report 🔥🌪 I am The Storm 🔥 Thursday trouble brewing. I'm in charge 😏 💋 Classy presence. Commanding attitude 😉 🚨 Rebellion under my command 🌪 ❤️ Commit an Act of Kindness today ♥️ #CindysTroubleReport

Who else can say that?! 🖐️

Even in his dreams Brandon Gill must be giving these Democrats nightmares!🇺🇸🇺🇸

Other than our military service man and woman and overseas appointees who cannot vote in person, no one should have the privilege of “Mail-In Ballots.” 🔥🔥🔥👇🔥🔥🔥

Part 10:::A New Beginning GLORIA LEARNED THAT BEING A LOVING MOTHER DID NOT MEAN SACRIFICING HER OWN WORTH, AND SHE BEGAN A NEW CHAPTER FILLED WITH PEACE, COURAGE, AND HOPE. My own content made with @imagine @grok

Good morning from a Virginia hillbilly 😁 you have a great day 😊🔥🌪️

No more chains. No more shame. Just grace. 🙏 I was baptized in a river in Israel. I will never forget it. Have you been baptized?

Democrats spent decades stripping Christ out of Christmas., “Happy Holidays,” winter break, no public Nativity, then turn around and pander to Islam from the podium. Bill Clinton just said he’s “tired of people denigrating Muslims for being Muslims” and quoted the Quran. JB Pritzker said if there’s a Muslim registry, he’ll be first in line to sign up as one. Zero tolerance for Christianity. Full protection for the ideology driving the world’s religious killings, terrorism, apostasy laws, and minority persecution. That’s the Democrat party of 2026.