I love fireworks.

There is just something magical about staring up into the night sky watch large balls of fire explode into something beautiful and remembering what the first fireworks meant to a country that was finally uniting.

It brought more meaning this year taking into consideration two things:

The first being that we sat and watched them on the lawn right outside the temple. What a reminder of the religious freedom that we experience.

The second being that Eric is joining the National Guard. Even though we feel at peace about this decision, lingering in the back of my head were thoughts of possible deployment, long periods of time without Eric and much sacrifice on his part in order to create a better situation for not only his nation, but for his family as well.

God Bless America!


1 comment:

Becky said...

Wow! That's a big deal. How did you decide to do that?