| Happy Sunday, everyone. I've been thinking about the American greats lately. I'm not talking about the obvious ones. We've all read about them in history books, heard their praises sung, grown up in their shadows. I'm talking about the millions of people who never made the history books. Those who labored and died and won and explored and discovered in obscurity. The people who set out west with a couple wagons, some tools and cookwear, a couple rifles, a family, and a newborn. The guy who caught a bullet right after disembarking at Normandy, sparing the guy behind him who ended up taking out a machine gun nest. The other women who sat in the "wrong" seat on the bus and refused to move and never got written up in the annals of civil rights history. Or even just all those parents who gave everything to provide a great life for their kids in some anonymous town in a random state. These are the heroes the country is made of. Heck, even the things people accomplish today that we take for granted today are staggering. I look around outside my window and see enormous buildings, paved linear streets, planes overhead, a guy unicycling down the street while juggling with a snake around his neck. These are no small feats. I turn on the faucet and water runs. And then there are the things I can't perceive with my naked eye, like the radio waves and wifi blasting through the air. People are responsible for all that. Amazing, right? We are in the continuous presence of greatness. Every one of us. Chances are, YOU have a claim to greatness. Maybe it’s a small thing. Maybe it’s unappreciated by the masses. But I bet there’s something you do or have done that is legitimately great. Stop a moment and think about that today. Reflect on it. Continue to embody it. Build on it. What are you great at? Who is your favorite great American, and why? Let me know in the comment section of Weekly Link Love. | 
