Last year in the frenetic run up to the party, (actually I was running down steps) I managed to severely twist and mangle my ankle. I didn't go to the hospital so I don't know if it was officially a sprain, a break or whatnot, but it did end up plaguing me for almost a year. In overcompensating and favoring the injured foot I twisted the other ankle as soon as my right ankle was almost back to normal. I ended up racing and training in braces until quite recently. One thing I certainly celebrated the other night was an independence from ankle wraps, braces, and the regular icing that went with it.
The evening of the 4th of July brought with it an amazing thunderstorm. If we had made any plans such as going to see fireworks or grilling, they would have been canceled. But we hadn't, so there was no sense of disappointment. Instead we just enjoyed the rain, thunder and lighting, nature's fireworks. Our house in Los Angeles had a number of leak issues, so anytime it rained there was always the likelihood that I would be dealing with some sort of waterworks. Rain, an element that I had always loved became a cause of frustration and anxiety. Having gotten rid of the LA house, I was free again to love the rain.
Another cause for celebration.
Then there is the holiday itself, which like so many holidays gives me pause.
We read through the document, The Declaration of Independence that serves as the foundation to the holiday. We discussed it at length, which lead to discussions on freedom, wars, taxes and....