Independence Day

A couple of days ago, we packed up the car, said our goodbyes, and tearfully drove away. I had such an incredible time in Dallas with my family, and I was so thankful for the time and the memories. Getting in that car, however, was one of the hardest things I've had to do. I never realized how much I had taken advantage of the fact that I could always just drive home...even if I was across the country. A week from today I will be on the opposite side of the world, and I could drive circles around the island, and not be any closer to my family.

I am very excited about the experience, but I am letting myself experience the grief. I have purposefully kept myself in a foggy haze, trying not to really look at what is about to happen. So, it was time. I cried. A lot. And now I have been able to thoroughly enjoy Wade's family in Houston...despite the hours that it took to take family pictures yesterday. If you have never had to take portraits with three children under a year old...you should consider yourself VERY lucky.

My Independence Day has started off with some homemade pancakes (which Squirt loved), a quick update, and watching my husband and his sister battle it out on Pacman. We've got fireworks to look forward to tonight, and I cannot wait to see how my little man reacts.

Today is such a special day. It gets brushed over as just another reason to barbecue (which I have heard people rant over),but really, what a great way to celebrate! Taking time to sit with family, have a good meal, and relax. Men and women have died so that we can celebrate this day with relaxation. Without fear. Without anxiety. With freedom. Freedom to just be. To live.

Enjoy your life today. And, your freedom to live it.