Today, I struggle to find gratitude. We arrived back in Madison late last night to a frigid -1 degrees, a car covered in ice, and the dread of the daily grind. Vacations never last long enough, particularly those in a sunny locale in the dead of a Wisconsin winter.

Yet, today is a day to honor one of the greatest men in history who spent is life working for justice and promoting peace. Martin Luther King Jr. was a man who embodied service, and for that I am grateful. I listened to his “I Have a Dream” speech while drinking my coffee this morning, and with my eyes closed, I was carried away from my cold kitchen to the sweltering crowd around Lincoln Memorial, shoulder to shoulder with strangers marching for freedom, captivated by the words of a prophet.

I am grateful for the life of Martin Luther King Jr. and his courage to speak the truth.

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