This week is always big for me – the first week in July holds both Canada Day (July 1) and Independence Day (July 4.)
As an American married to a Canadian, my hubs and I try to honor both sides of our history and cultures. For while I would say our countries are rather similar at the end of the day (a declaration which infuriates my husband), we have some differences as well. For example, we have our separate Thanksgivings (so we make a point when possible of celebrating both.)
Though we have not come to as much agreement about who actually won the War of 1812. We’ll leave that conversation for another day.
All this aside, I’m thinking today about gratitude. I have so many political and social frustrations with both our countries (maybe one more than the other, let’s be honest), but at the end of the day, I’m incredibly thankful that I was born into a “safe” country.
I don’t take it for granted that I have never known the horrors of war or religious persecution.
I recognize it’s not a small thing that Lindsay and I can write a book from opposite corners of the globe (she’s lived in South Africa, Kansas City, and now Omaha since we commenced our journey.)
That’s an incredible gift which I don’t take lightly.
I’m thankful we live in countries and a day and an age where we have the freedom to send off our materials to an agent with one swift click on our computers.
We own computers!
I don’t want to make this trite; I honestly believe it’s important for me to recognize the gifts we’ve been given.
So during this patriotic week, I hope you get to eat lots of ice-cream and light piles of sparklers. I hope you get to hug your friends and enjoy some time off work. I hope you have a moment or two to reflect upon all you’ve been given and that you find it a little incredible too.
Happy Fourth of Canada Day July, peeps.