The Fourth of July has always been my favorite holiday in this town, it was my dad’s favorite too, I probably miss him most of all on this day. The traditions of this once small town as well as the traditions of my family that carried on when I had kids made it extra special. The food, family, friends, fireworks, and laughter were all amazing. It’s changed now though, the patriarchs of the families have passed on and the celebrations have moved. The once small parade now includes neighboring towns and lasts too dadgumn long. My husband used to set up a tent early in the morning to stake out our favorite parade route spot but now people set up 24 hours in advance and complain about each other on Facebook. The park that used to be so much fun now looks more like an arts and crafts show that holds nothing anyone truly needs or wants.
I often feel like when I’m anxious, frustrated, or angry the people in my life get my wrath when they say something and I take it the wrong way. On the flip side, I know how easy it is to say something innocently trying to help someone I love and they take it completely differently.
On Friday I walked out of the Administration building for the last time as an employee of the district.