Sunshine, laughter and hamburgers, my Fourth of July was pretty great. It was a small get-together this year at the Donahue house. It was just myself, Mom and Dad. Mom and I worked together to make a big lunch, since I worked that night. I was able to make queso con carne (beef cheese dip) as my contribution. I didn’t have chillies that the recipe called for so it was more like cheeseburger dip. It was enjoyed so much that there were no leftovers.
I spent what little time I had with my parents that afternoon playing card games until I had to work.
My supervisors that night let us leave five minutes early, but I ended up sticking around watching fireworks from the store’s front doors. When I finally left, I (manually) rolled down my car windows, blared Bastille, and drove down University watching 3 firework displays at once. It was an amazing sight. I haven’t seen fireworks in three years. It was breathtaking to see so many at once.
As I neared my house, I began to think about Independence Day and how it is more than just a day to spend with our families. It’s a day to relish our families and all that we have. Friday was about more than the signing of the Declaration of Independence. It was the celebration of who we have become. America is still young and we have a lot to learn, but we have survived. This freedom we have has cost a lot and we still don’t have equal rights for all, but we are working to get there.
On this day, we can stand together–no matter our differences–and be thankful for this wonderful, messed up country.