Ahhhh, the 4th of July! One of my top 3 holidays, right up there with Christmas and Thanksgiving. There’s so many things that give me nostalgia about this holiday. I suppose my favorite thing about the origin is the fact that it marked the end (ish) of a war. I also must say that I am forever grateful for the sacrifices made by other men and women in order for me to live with the freedoms I have. In the spirit of patriotism, here is a picture of me.
Back to the nostalgic, feel-good aspects of this day that always make it feel so special. Much to the disgust of my wife Morgan, I am going to make a list as we drive back to Lincoln on I-80.
- The Food. Goodness gracious, the delicious 4th of July feasts. Watermelon, burgers and hot dogs, potato salads, pop (def: soda – for you heathens), chips, sugar cookies, and cold treats like ice cream and popsicles. Mercy…
- The Fireworks. I love a good fireworks show. Neither Morgan or myself ever got super into shooting off our own big fireworks. However, a long, explosive fireworks show always just makes me feel so excited. I loved the anticipation of sitting in a boat or on a hill, waiting for the first one to light up the sky. It was always fun to watch and rank your favorite types of decorative explosions. My absolute FAVE was sitting close enough for the ashes to float down onto my big, bulbous, blond, bowl-cut covered head.
- The Water. Both of us have spent many of these holidays on the water. For me it was often on a lake, either hanging out on a beach or in a boat. We would wakeboard, ski, kneeboard, or just cruise around, looking at the beautiful houses lining the shore. Whether on a lake, or by the ocean, or getting in water fights, water always has been involved in some way in our celebration (except this one...).
- The Parade. I flippin loved the parade. Not much to it. Just a normal parade in which I would collect candy thrown at me. And I love candy.
- The Outfits. I would plan all year what outfit I was going to wear on the 4th. The more red, white, and blue on my body the better. Jokes. This is definitely a Morgan memory. Every year, she couldn’t wait to pick out something patriotic from Old Navy that she could wear to match her little sister Madison.
Which leads to our last, most important thing we love about the holiday.
- The Friends and Family. Hands down, this is what takes a fun holiday and makes it glow all warm and perfect in our memories. Nothing can make a day more special than sharing stories, laughs, and love with the people around you. We’re both very grateful to our parents and everyone throughout the years that have done so much to create these incredible memories for us, and I consider myself pretty lucky to have married someone who appreciates so many of the same things I do on a day like this.
Happy Independence Day!