So much for the peace and quiet of a fall Saturday morning.
Well, it's still quiet, but the peace has been altered by our dear President
and his "if you like your policy, you can keep your policy" and it
will "cut the cost of a typical family's premium by up to $2,500 a
year" lies. Our policy has been cancelled and will not renew at the end of
this year. Today is the first day I can go see what is available (btw, thanks
for a letter in Aug that makes me wait & wonder until Nov 15th to see how
our budget is going to be effected!)
Apparently, we are not a typical family, which comes as a shock
to no one! We, of the 2 income working, double wide living, sharing a vehicle,
saving for a yearly vacation, proudly trying to stand on our own 2 (er, 4) feet
variety, are going to pay for the savings of 1-2 other families. First glance
of the new options shows that at best our insurance will go up $2400/year. That’s
a lot more than we save for that 1 vacation a year. That’s a lot more than my
much appreciated raise last year, too.
Now, we could go
check out the savings that’s offered over on the Affordable Care Act web-site.
We could. Here’s the deal. I am an American.
As an American, by the grace of God and the sacrifice of our military, I
have been given certain rights. Rights that I do not and will not take for
granted: the right to be free from a tyrannical government, the right to make
my own way in this world, the right to succeed without help from the government.
Maybe it’s stubbornness and pride that causes me to be this
way. Some think being stubborn and proud is a bad thing. Then again, maybe it
was stubbornness and pride that helped Thomas Jefferson pen the Declaration of
Independence, or the Wright Brothers invent flight, or Rosa Parks keep her
seat.
I guess, at this time, our decision is that we will pay the
extra money. Not because we want to – that’s for sure. No, we will pay it
because we can. We will have to make adjustments, tighten the belt as they say.
Things sure won’t be easier around here. This is basically my personal
declaration of independence. Thankfully, and again, by the grace of God, I do
not need the government’s help. And, by my momma's good raising, I am wise enough not to follow the crowd (if everyone jumped off the bridge, etc.). Am I stubborn, prideful, or a patriot? Maybe,
just maybe, I am all of the above.
