Of course, Independence Day is extra special to me because
it is the day of my birth!
The story goes:
After I was born, my parents called my grandparents from the
hospital and announced,
“Firecracker! Firecracker!”
I was here, and I was independent!
My memories of Fourth of Julys growing up take place in
a small town that holds a special place in my heart. We watched the parade, had a picnic in the
park, went diving for pop cans in the swimming pool, caught candy dropped from
an airplane overhead, ran through neck-high bubbles in the street coming from
the fire hose, enjoyed a ‘flag cake’ made with blueberry
‘stars’ and strawberry ‘stripes’, and capped the night off with a fireworks
show and firecrackers of our own. It was
the BEST.
And now this year, an important milestone is taking place-
I am turning 29…. Again.
(Yikes! I remember
when my MOM turned 30. Now, it is my
turn.)
It’s a little scary, but exciting at the same time. We plan to spend the holiday with our friends and their families at a cabin boating on the lake, having campfires, and watching parades and fireworks. We’ll be making memories of
our own with the next generation of kids.
I am exactly where I want to be; exactly where I dreamed of being while
growing up. Hey, thirty is A-OK.
