July 4th is fire trucks and sirens, fireworks and barbecue and the sun coming through like clockwork. After 245 years the concept of a birthday is a little fuzzy to me. But when I read the world news where the struggles for freedom are paid with human lives and tragedies, I am grateful to be in the United States. Freedom is not “just another word”. It is to be fought for and gain and guarded with vigilance. It is not to be taken for granted. Freedom and respect tread a delicate balance that begins at home and extends to the communities and the world. I am thankful for all the activism in this country that keeps the dynamics of power in check. That is worth celebrating.
