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When I was little, my momma used to tell me the fireworks were just for me.
Sometimes seeing those bright, celebratory lights, I believed it. I'm a big lover of birthdays, you see.
Sometimes, I still believe it. Shh, don't tell. Besides, my birthday cake was always traded for barbecue anyway, so a girl has got to have something, no?
Enjoy the weekend. And enjoy being a part of what our great country is about. No, not the flame-ridden streets - but the freedom to be a part of something, and the freedom to have our family close. The freedom to believe what we want and yet to all be united.
6 comments:
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Have a wonderful weekend too!
I love what you wrote about freedom!
Have a happy fourth girl! :)
I can't remember... are you going to BlogHer? I must meet you!
...Haha, do I sound obsessed? I think I am.
Happy birthday! The fireworks are for you! Thanks for blogging- I love reading!
Your mom was right ... the fireworks are for you and the 4th has added magic since you were born!
Happy happy birthday!
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