We were able to spend Independence Day this year in the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave.
Two years of travelling puts into stark perspective how blessed we are to be citizens of the United States of America.
Regretfully, I was not able to spend this wonderful holiday in Reno doing our traditional Star Spangled Sparks festivities. To make the most of the day, I got up before the sun and drove into Provo for it’s version of Fourth of July Balloon Races.
Few things make my heart happier than being in the midst of many huge hot air balloons as they silently float into the sunrise. It was a little piece of home.
As the last balloon floated away, I headed back to the car. In the process David’s Aunt Brooks found me and invited me to sit with their family for the Freedom Days parade through Provo.
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Their bleacher seats were incredible and I had so much fun watching all the floats, fire trucks and funky people parade down the route.
That evening, David brought his books out to Midway where we flopped out on blankets and lawn chairs and watched fireworks shoot off of Memorial Hill.
May God continue to bless America, my home sweet home.
