The Fourth of July is one of my top two holidays. I love everything about it, the parades, the fireworks, dressing up in red, white and blue. Everything about the Fourth of July is wrapped up in the tradition and symbolism that has made our nation great. Every Fourth of July, when the first fireworks light up the darkening summer sky I take a moment to turn around and see them illuminate the faces in the crowd. There is a stillness in that moment when I feel a kinship with all Americans. It recalls to mind the words, “the bombs bursting in air gave proof to the night that our flag was still there.” As a parent it is days like this that make me sit back and take inventory, I ask myself the question, “where did my patriotism come from, and how do I offer that to my children?” I think it is different for everyone, but I do know this, there is power in tradition, word, and song. I hope your Fourth was filled with all of them.
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