I love the 4th of July! As far as holidays go, it is ranked up at the top right after Christmas in my book. Why? Well, Happy Birthday, America! Duh! I am blessed to live in such a country that has so many freedoms and opportunities. I am grateful to those who came before me, who suffered and fought to make my current lifestyle possible. Our Constitution is indeed inspired and…We the People should be proud to be Americans! I know I am.
On the 4th there is no gift giving or exchanging. Awesome! There is summer weather, parades, festive gatherings, pie, watermelon, meat fresh off the grill, pool parties, picnics, friends, family, fun, and FIREWORKS! What is not to love? Especially when everything is decked out in red, white, & blue?!
This year, the fourth crept up on us because life happens & it has been one busy summer. We were terribly blessed though to spend the day with the entire Gossling family together. Weather was perfect – seriously, the Georgia humidity did not take over! – food was delicious, James and Uncle Adam drove up to the Carolinas for fireworks the day before, and the day’s company was more than ideal. …Our biggest blessing was that little Grant, Michael & June finally made it home from the hospital the night before (after Grant’s first round of chemotherapy). Getting to see them outside of the hospital and all together as a family made for a perfect Fourth.
James and I started the day by waking up in time to catch the “neighborhood” Tractor Parade. We’d never seen it before and weren’t quite sure what to expect, so we met over on the road in front of Michael’s property at 8:30am. I had been playing Neil Diamond’s “America” on repeat all morning up until this point – which James LOVED. Haha! This is my 4th of July jam!
Anyway… Michael, little James, and Grant joined us out front waiting on the parade. We saw it pass up the street on the corner, but not turn our way. Turns out that we wouldn’t see the parade pass for about another 45 minutes and that we were the LAST house on the route. By the time it made it our way – there were only 2 vehicles left in the parade! We will be better prepared for next year. At least the boys enjoyed burning sparklers while waiting & the girls showed up in their pj’s in time to collect the candy thrown during the 15 second drive-by parade.
Later in the afternoon, we headed over to Philip and Shellie’s house for the family get-together. The evening was laid back and very enjoyable.
^James, me, & our 36 week baby belly!^
^Uncle Michael lifting up Sam to catch the parachute poppers^
Seeing how much Grant’s physical appearance had changed after only “two weeks” of having cancer in his life was eye opening. His little body was so frail and his face had thinned out so much. Chemo is no joke. We were happy to see some smiles throughout the evening though – especially during the fireworks.
The kids had a blast with the sparklers, fountains, smoke bombs, & other goodies!
^He always has ideas up his sleeve & sure enough, Grandpa Goose got his minions to dance around the strobe fireworks with him^
It was a Happy 4th of July.
Let freedom ring! And Happy Birthday, ‘Merica!