Early beginnings allow room for great expectations.
I rise wide awake, my body quickly filling with good health. The day cracks open and I am ready to set out. Legs swing out of bed, quickly get ready, and out the door with camera in hand before I could think twice.
Finally, I get in my car and drive aimlessly, I came upon a cemetery. So I drive in feeling like an intruder, but at that hour it feels just right.
In a place that I assume should feel like a field of sadness, there is an uplifting silence. Reading the tombstones reminds me of how we will never truly know how much we are loved. And that is ok.
“As you danced in the light with joy, love lifted you. As you brushed against this world so gently, you lifted us.” – T.C. Ring (as seen on one of the angels)
This holiday is so much more than barbecues, sweet tea, and fireworks. I can’t even begin to address the amount of blood, sweat, and tears that men and women have gone through to get us where we are today. Regardless of the opinions we have about our government and nation, we share the freedom to express these opinions along with so many other advantages. And that, is something worth celebrating.
Pancakes, a nap, and a brownie baking struggle later, night falls. A night in town is all it takes. Sparklers, bubbles, and smoke.
- Don’t buy sparklers from Walmart. The struggle was real.
- If you want to take a spontaneous photography trip outside, bring bug spray. Or itching cream as an after thought. Trust me.
- Don’t consume a mountain of pancakes unless you’re prepared for a food coma. You cannot win.
Take a deep breath, enjoy what you have, and find joy in everything.
“My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.” James 1:2-4 NKJV