As a country of 313 Million people, living in 50 states and having the freedom of speech and religion, we are a diverse nation. Yet all Americans can celebrate the country’s birth of Independence each year on the 4th of July. This holiday brings memories to mind for many. They recount favorite places where they celebrated each year, parades, barbeques and where they saw the fireworks. This year we were able to watch Fireworks from our terrace coming from the US Consulate, which is how I took the image above.
The Fourth of July is not just fireworks and grilling on the barbeques. It has quite a different meaning for me. On July 4, 2007, two weeks after the birth of my son, I had a stroke. Something that I made a remarkable recovery from. On each July 4th, with each sound or burst of a firecracker, my heart swells with the promise and hope for the coming year. It reminds me of all the wonderful people and things I have been blessed with. I am forever grateful for the US Medicine that has taken care of my son and I when we needed it the most. In fact, I can say that I am glad I had that stroke happen to me. I have a more positive outlook because of it. You realize what your true needs are, mine are little. I have my Life, Liberty, but I don’t need to pursue Happiness, I already have it.
Buon Compleanno Stati Uniti!
Happy Birthday America!