There was a moment in time where I was seriously mourning Fourth of July. After years of letting my inner pyromaniac fly free, my two young children decided they were deathly afraid of fireworks. Absolutely terrified.
Great.
I thought that was it! I would live the rest of my life sheltering my children inside on July 4th, covering their ears and singing them lullabies to drown out the celebrations happening all around us as our neighbors burned through half a week’s salary in sparkly smoke and lights.
Spoiler alert: They came around and all was right in the world.
Sometimes, we think life is over. That life just isn’t working out the way we had hoped and planned. Maybe we’re being overdramatic about little things that don’t matter, or a bit selfish in the way we’ve planned our life out, but maybe we’re not? Maybe the collage you thought you were going to go to isn’t responding. Maybe marriage isn’t how you always dreamed it would be. Maybe your kids hate fireworks.
I’ll be celebrating a lot of different things this weekend. I get to see my sister for the first time since pre-COVID. I get to spend time with my extended family. I get to reflect on those that fought for the freedoms I often take for granted.
Best of all: I get to watch my kids light off a bunch of fireworks–because things typically get better. Life has a way of doing that if we’re patient enough to get through those small–and even insurmountable–tough moments.
Have a safe and fun Independence Day weekend!
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Kevin McNeese
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