Like the air we breathe, most Americans assume our extraordinary freedoms will always be in abundant supply. It's only when those freedoms are threatened or when we are otherwise enlightened to the fact that many in our world live and die never knowing the blessings of liberty, that our appreciation for it grows. In this collection of short essays, seven Americans write about events in their lives that resulted in a deeper appreciation of freedom.

(AgapePress) - On September 10, 2001, freedom was merely a word; something I definitely took for granted. The next day, however, changed my view completely.

I am a survivor from the 9/11 World Trade Center attacks. On a day like that, you see more than a person should ever see in a lifetime. Nightmares become reality, and fear begins to dictate your very existence. I began to think that in this country, my home, even I -- would never be able to claim freedom again.

Freedom is defined as "liberty of a person from oppression or fear." I recently moved to New York after being away for nearly three years. When I first came back to this city, I didn't know if I could face these memories; but I have not only faced them, I have conquered them.

I don't shudder at the sound of a jet flying overhead anymore. I'm able to ride in elevators once again. I even begin each day with a subway ride into the bottom of Ground Zero.

Freedom to me is being able to hold my head up once more; being able to cut away the shackles of fear. I am free.