Happy
4th of July! Hip Hip Hooray
for Independence Day!
As
you read that, maybe you’re scoffing at the very idea of being patriotic. It’s so easy for us in the US to be critical of our
country. We believe “America” equals our politics, or our history, or any
number of issues, systems, or beliefs which bitterly divide those of us who
live here.
That
is, until we are at a sports event like the Olympics or World Cup
Soccer. Then we wave our flags until
we’re literally red, white and blue in the face. Why is it so easy to cheer for
the US in sports and not for other reasons? Maybe it’s a
simple contest, pitting us clearly on one side, and the game ends in a few short
hours? But it seems to unite us like little else does. The excitement is contagious and you can't help but get caught up in the crowd of people all rooting and hoping for the same thing.
But isn’t
that what our country is at heart anyway? We are a nation of people that was
built on a set of shared values that all people are equal and that we all have
the same rights to "life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness." I am totally hoping and rooting for that. Americans still fight daily for our freedom and our
happiness, here and around the globe. We
believe so strongly in our values that we fight for the people of other nations
to have the same rights too. We believe that everyone should have the same opportunities to be free to choose the lives they want to live and
to be happy.
All
the grumbling is just differences in perspective on how to get there, but at
its core it’s ultimately still the same principle. We are a community of
people who believe that things can always be better. We are always striving to improve
our circumstances for ourselves and for our community – a better future for our
kids, less struggle for our neighbors in need, rebuilding after disasters, or simply
voicing our opinions on any and every issue that affects our ability to live
happy, healthy lives.
There
are a lot worse nations to live in, as we see in the news every day - just sayin'. Plus,
we’re not quitters. We don’t just shrug our shoulders and accept lesser
circumstances. At the bare minimum, we sit around and complain. Or we get out
there and protest. And in growing numbers, we get out there and do the work
that needs to be done. We don’t sit idly by.
I,
myself, am grateful to live in a country where happiness and freedom are the
ultimate goal. And where the people around me also believe that we can always
better ourselves and our communities and our nation by smart choices, hard
work, and a willingness to make it happen.
Reason
to celebrate. And I love this holiday even more because I’m completely smitten
by fireworks. I absolutely love them.
So much so that when I die I want my ashes to be blown up in a firework display
instead of tossed over the side of a boat or cooped up in a dusty urn
somewhere. That part doesn’t have to wait til the 4th of July. But
having a picnic or big outdoor bbq, wearing flip flops, waving sparklers –
that’s just extra ice cream on the pie.
I’m
not the cheerleading type, but one day a year, I am proud to stand shoulder
to shoulder with my neighbors (some of whom sacrificed everything to move to
America so they could live a better life and give their children a hopeful future) and feel
my heart fill with pride for the ol’ red, white and blue. Cuz the anthem means
a lot more than the start of a ball game, yo.
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