Remember when you were a kid and every holiday seemed to take forever to get here? Christmas morning could be just 24 hours away but it felt like an eternity. The first of July brought the promise of fireworks, parades, picnics, swimming and maybe a street dance in town. And those days leading up to the 4th of July just dragged by. Some things change.
I still love the anticipation of the upcoming holidays. The planning and preparation add to the excitement. But I’m find as I get older, time seems to compress. That span of time between the first of July and the 4th of July flies by at breakneck speed. So much I want to get done and the days just seem to get shorter. And here I am on the morning of the Fourth wondering how in the world it snuck up on me so fast this year.
I always figure the 4th of July is the middle of summer. It’s kind of sandwiched in between Memorial Day and Labor Day. The days are already starting to get shorter up here and even though its a ways off, we know Fall is out there ahead of us.
My wife retired just a year ago, almost to the day, so this 4th of July has become a marking point. For a number of years I was on the road selling, frequently gone for 4-5 days at a stretch. I owned several small businesses which occupied a lot of time and my wife’s career and educational pursuits meant we didn’t always get to spend a lot of time together. That changed a year ago. I’m not used to having someone around with me all day who likes to plan and visit and she’s not used to spending her days with someone who doesn’t talk very much. It’s been a year of adjustment but we’re finally settling into a new lifestyle and learning to respect each others ‘space’.
Leading up to this Fourth of July we’ve been spending time working on finishing up a kitchen remodeling, a trip to Iowa and North Dakota, unexpected company, going to a retirement party, golfing and getting ready for more company in a couple of days. And I still don’t have the fishing boat in the water!
And after complaining about how busy it’s been, I can’t help but think how lucky we are in this country to ‘enjoy’ those things. We don’t appreciate how much the sacrifices made by those patriots made back in 1776 really mean. That courage to make the sacrifices back then and the reality of where we are to day is beyond comprehension. Now its up to us to honor those sacrifices and protect the rights and freedoms we’ve been granted. And in between, take the time to enjoy those freedoms.
So today, July 4, 2019, I’m kicking back and smelling the roses. It’s supposed to be warm and humid so I’m thinking a pitcher of Ice Tea, couple cigars and a good book on the deck or pontoon sound perfect. I’ve been promised steak and crab legs for supper. And tonite, we’ll take the pontoon out on the lake and watch the neighborhood fireworks until late. Life is good. Hope you all have a wonderful 4th of July!!