No really, I AM patriotic

Most of you might never guess that Independence Day is one of my favorite holidays. Mostly because we celebrate it through traditions every year, but also because of the strong emotions it evokes.

I probably give off the impression that I am anti-American. That couldn't be further from the truth. It's because I love this nation that I fight for its preservation (and/or restoration to greatness).

This morning I led the pledge of allegiance (in Miss Murray's stead) at Murray's Sunrise Ceremony. As we sang the national anthem and they played the armed services' tribute, I couldn't help but get choked up--ME, who doesn't cry for ANYTHING!

I love patriotic music and I love parades. I love the spirit of oneness they evoke, whether it be by standing in unison, hand over heart, or by coming out to greet our troops, our politicians, our beauty queens, our local sports teams. I love hearing the bagpipes in these parades, as it reminds me of my ancestors who came here for a better life. July 4th is one of the only holidays that the entire country celebrates together, regardless of race or religion.

I truly believe that this IS a choice land, as Amber remided us, and we are all blessed for living here. I am reminded in a simple way, as I get on the parade float and wave and smile at hundreds of kids, that I am living the American Dream, if only the dream of a little girl who wants to grow up to be a princess. I got to go to college and I have the career of my choice (for the most part). I get to marry the person of my chosing. And my church is waiting for me any time I decide to go. I can only imagine what awaits me here if I am more steadfast in serving God.