Why does this feel familiar?

Why can you feel it in your bones—this story, this moment, this situation unfolding around us?

Because you’re an American.
It’s in your blood.
And it’s not the first time we’ve lived through something like this.

These moments are part of our timeline.
Our history.

They are unwanted—often painful—but necessary moments, fashioned for our learning by the Creator of the universe. Moments that ultimately shaped who we are as a nation and pointed our collective conscience in the right direction.

History doesn’t repeat as long as we remain watchful—faithful to the lessons and the warnings handed down by those who lived it. When we stop paying attention, it begins to rhyme.

It’s like music played quietly.
You have to lean in to hear it.

The verses are the events.

• The French and Indian War taught us that fighting and defending our own—on a scale we’d never known—gave us our first sweet taste of freedom. The freedom to act on our own behalf. It blossomed like a field of wildflowers catching the sun, a fire spreading across the land.
• The American Revolution proved that farmers, tradesmen, and families—fueled by that same fire—were fully capable of seizing liberty from a monarch’s grasp and defeating the mightiest empire on earth.
• The Civil War taught us the devastating cost of division, and the depth of love required to lay down one’s life so another might be free.
• World War II taught us what happens when evil is ignored—and what becomes possible only when good people finally step in. Only then did we break the back of a genocidal madman and halt the machinery of death.

The Reason feels familiar because it speaks to something woven into our DNA.

A spine.

And history repeats not because it must—but because we stopped performing our duties.

We stopped watching.
We stopped listening.
We stopped preparing.

History doesn’t repeat on its own.
It repeats when we forget why we were given these lessons in the first place.

If this felt familiar, the story begins here.