I have not always been patriotic. I've not always been a model American. I've not always appreciated what it means to be an American.
As I've aged, I've become more aware of how great it is to live in this country. Of how different our lives would be if we lived elsewhere. Yes, our country has it's share of problems, but we have our freedom. And there were so many people who fought for our freedom and who still are fighting today and I can't even wrap my head around how very many there are. We owe them a huge debt of gratitude. Because honestly, could you or I do it?
The fourth of July - it brings the die hard American in me right to the surface. My inner patriot is awakened by the fourth the same way it is when I hear the national anthem. I get goosebumps. I love it. I also love hearing my kids say the pledge of allegiance - and I am especially thankful to Elaine's preschool teachers for taking the time to explain the meaning of the words of the pledge, not just make them repeat it.
I particularly love that on the fourth of July, we are all one. We are all united. Regardless of race or economic status or any other factor, we are all Americans - uniting to celebrate and relish our freedom. I love that feeling I get seeing the police and firefighters in the parade. I love the bands, the hoopla, the happiness. I love that feeling I get just moments before the fireworks begin. When the air is still and quiet and muggy; but full of anticipation and reverence. I feel like I am one with everyone around me. (And don't get be wrong, I am so done with all of them when it's time to exit the parking lot and someone cuts me off and I have to wait in traffic and my kids have to pee and we're all tired and ...)
But on the fourth, what gets me the most is that darn "I'm Proud to be an American" song which is always played during the show. The sky is lit with reds, blues, whites and greens. That song starts playing and I get so caught up in it. I can't make eye contact with anyone because I might cry. But I look out of the corner of my eye at my family, and am so thankful we live here. And my body gets so still, except for my heart. It beats faster and louder and I sing the words to myself and I am proud. Proud to be an American. Proud to call such a great country home.
I wish you all a happy fourth of July holiday! May your barbeques be plentiful and may you be stuffed to the gills on pork steaks and jello. May your fireworks be beautiful and safe. May you have a moment when you hear Lee Greenwood. Hold your family close during the show, even if they smell of sweat, sunscreen and bugspray. And be thankful. Thankful to be an American.
'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land, God bless the U. S. A. - Lee Greenwood

'And I'll proudly stand UP...next to you and defend her still today' I love that song too. Happy Birthday America!
Posted by: Mike | July 03, 2009 at 01:42 PM