Chick-fil-A and Happiness

OK, so this blog will be mostly about quilting, as promised.  But something has been on my mind for the last couple weeks, and it happens to coincide with this book I've been reading, The Pursuit of Happyness.  I picked it up off the clearance table at Half-Price Bookstore, and am only about half-way through it.  So far, the author Chris has been describing a very sad childhood where he was shuttled from house to house while his mom was in prison.  His step-father was bad news.  It's another reminder to be so grateful that I was blessed with wonderful parents and a stable home life.

These thoughts come on the heels of the Chick-fil-A controversy.  Most people who know me know that I LOVE Chick-fil-A.  I'll drive miles out of my way to eat at one.  As a Georgia girl transplanted to the Midwest, and without one in my town now, it's a treat.  I have always appreciated the Christian values of the CFA owners and respected that they were closed on Sundays.  (Even when I sat at a drive-through speaker one Sunday years ago, wondering why no one took my order! lol  When I finally got a clue and drove away, the car behind me pulled up and also tried to order!)

Anyway, I've also been known to hold a corporate grudge.  No gas at BP after the oil spill.  No eating at Cracker Barrel after they refused to seat some people who they thought looked gay. So now one of my corporate loves has come face to face with my corporate activism.  And this book just reminds me that one of the most important things we can give kids is a stable home life.  Family. Love.  I know some gay couples who are providing a stable home life for kids who might not otherwise have it.  I think it's a shame they can't get married.  Even without the factor of kids, why should the rights of some people be different than the rights of others?  We all have the right to our own opinions.  I've decided that I'll sure miss Chick-fil-A, but I'll sleep better at night.

Thanks for stopping by,
Nan