The Freedoms of July

Any list of gratitude for the month of July must begin with being grateful to live in a free nation. Not everyone in the world enjoys that freedom, and we must never take it for granted. I’m grateful for our Founding Fathers; those who came before us and risked their lives and the lives of their families in order to pave the way to a better life for us.

My family loves to celebrate our nation’s Independence Day at the Crescent Hill Old-Fashioned 4th of July Festival. It’s perfect for families with little ones, offering face-painting, balloon art, bouncy houses, and giant bubble-making. Everyone is dressed in patriotic colors of red, white, and blue. Adults and children, alike, dance to the music of the live bands. The festival also offers an art fair, where you can purchase hand-made items from local artists. The smell of grilled burgers and brats fills the air, and children’s faces are dotted with chocolate ice cream or blue sno-cones – or both! There are prizes to be won in the game booths, and a coloring contest, which I’m proud to say my daughter won some 20 years ago. The celebration is capped off with a spectacular fireworks show when night falls.



No school in the summer months means more opportunities to play with the grandkids. I love getting to spend time with them, one-on-one. I try to find something special to do with each of them on those days. I make their favorite treats for them and let them set up their toys all over the house. We paint pictures and build castles, and read lots of story books. And, of course, most every Mimi Day involves shopping for toys! The best parts of all, however, are the hugs and the laughter.





Lazy Sunday evenings are another one of my favorite things about this time of year. My husband and I like to go the outdoor concerts at the Cherokee Triangle on Sunday evenings. It offers us an opportunity to relax after a busy weekend and before the start of another hectic work week. We pack up our lawn chairs along with some cold water and watermelon, listen to some good music, and talk. I’m grateful for my husband and for the moments we get to spend together. I don’t know where his shoes went, in the photo, but he is from Kentucky!


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