Sparklers are probably my favorite thing about the Fourth of July. Sky writing my favorite activity.
When my sisters and I were school-age we lived in a suburban neighborhood in a Midwestern town — and we could see the fireworks display, launched from a nearby high school football stadium — from our driveway.
As dark fell, we'd pull our lawn chairs to the curb, facing north, and wait for the show to start.
After the show we would play with sparklers and watch the neighbors shoot of bottle rockets and the like.
(As an aside, my mom now says sparklers are dangerous. When I remembered we loved them as kids, she said she can't believe she let us use them.)
I have many fond memories of Independence Day celebrations.
We still grill hotdogs and hamburgers — drink lemonade and tea — and sit on the deck as night falls.
Sometimes Tennessee night is much hotter and thicker than the early July Ohio night, but not today.
And as adults Independence Day means more than a day off from work and picnic fair. It means more than sparklers and bottle rockets, lemonade and sweet tea.
Celebrating the Declaration of Independence means celebrating freedom. Remembering history. Living with a grateful heart, appreciating those who have fought — many who have given their lives — to secure our own.
We hold these truths in our hearts.
And in case you want to read about them on the Internet, check out the links below:
May you be blessed with freedom this day, and all days to come.