For the Fourth of July, we went to a party.
We don’t get invited to many of those. Being a ridiculously large family and all.
At least, that’s the reason we give ourselves for lack of social engagements.
So we took our merry crew and a chocolate chip bundt cake over to a friend’s house.
some rainbow Jello,
(note: no alcohol was involved in the creating of these pictures…
just lots and lots of good ol’ patriotism.)
And juice boxes.
Everyone was in a merry mood.
Which, in itself, is something to celebrate.
The kids swung,
and generally looked adorable.
Zach, however, didn’t swing. But did look adorable.
Then we were off, to the local baseball field to watch the fireworks.
We arrived about 30 minutes before the ‘show’… in order to ensure our entire family a plot within a 1/2 mile of each other.
It was a gorgeous night.
Even Zach was able to take a moment away from texting to flash a smile.
Since this was our first Fourth in this neck of the woods, we weren’t sure what to expect.
But we had high hopes.
And the night did not disappoint.
I haven’t always loved the Fourth of July, since it has always overshadowed the day of birth. Big time.
As a child, pretty much no one could come to my birthday party. Since they had “vacation” plans.
At least, that’s what I told myself.
But now that I’m older, besides the fact that I would happily just skip over my birthday, I have a new found appreciation for the Fourth of July.
Although my husband serves our country, I must admit to not having been terribly patriotic in the past.
Before, the sacrifices of the military seemed overwhelming. Suffocating at times.
But God has changed my perspective.
Often the difference between happiness and sorrow is simply perspective.
Now I see everything in our lives… all of it… is at the hand of God. And the military is just one of the many vessels He uses.
And every separation we endure, and time we’ve had to pack up and leave, I’ve tried to appreciate for the adventure it is.
After all, if life isn’t an adventure, what fun is it?
And freedom? After seeing a bit more of the world, I have a whole new appreciation for this word.
Our freedom cost some one some thing.
The truth is that in many places in this world, there are people who don’t wake up and wonder what they’ll eat for breakfast,
they wonder if they’ll eat at all that day.
And if their children will eat.
There are people who don’t have time to worry about vacation plans,
because they’re worried about where their family will sleep tonight.
There is an awful lot I’ve been taking for granted.
An awful lot that I still take for granted.
But I’m intentionally trying to change all that.
To the best country in the world.