I wanted to write something fresh and brilliant for Independence Day. Something that sang of the rockets red glare and of faith, family, friends, and fried chicken with potato salad on a picnic cloth. But, while I wrote several variations in my mind, nothing seemed to fit.
Then, I saw a tweet from Dave Ramsey. He had been traveling and said he was so glad to be at home in the USA to celebrate the Fourth of July.
Because it matters.
And, that says it all.
So, regardless of where or how or with whom you celebrate this great Day of Our Independence, please do so. It matters.
Thanks, Mr. Ramsey.
Ah. It does matter. There’s no place like home.
Although, this year I discovered that fireworks are best enjoyed with 6 children ages 2-9 all shouting, “Whoa!” after every. single. firework. 🙂
Oh, Eleanor, how perfect. We’re shooting ours tonight after Open House in the community. I’ll make sure to sit by some children!