Last 4th of July we were full of hope for Theresa's recovery from leukemia. This year we buried her.
It was bittersweet, realizing in such a tangible way, yet again, that she is not here in this life with us any longer. But, just as it was a difficult day it granted me a sense of closure that she is now buried, now at rest.
The day was filled with the typical busy-ness of our family. We enjoyed dinner with my parents amid a conversation about the state of the union and whether what it has become today is what our forefathers envisioned. It has been no-so-subtly suggested that I avoid the subject of politics this year to save my sanity, but this was a good conversation. And I believe (quite strongly, I might add) that it develops critical thinking skills in our children to be privy to political and/or religious discussions.
The evening ended surrounded by friends and neighbors at a nearby ranch where they hold an annual fireworks show. As a teenager I worked on this ranch and just walking through the yard and fields brought back floods of good memories!
Annika made a patriotic fruit pizza...yum!
Waiting for it to be dark enough for fireworks ~
Joshie & Colette ~
"You hop up on that tall rock, Anya."
Are these bales just for sitting?
There are so many uses for hay bales!
Kath & Colette
It's FINALLY dark enough for the show to begin!
I'm not sure who enjoyed the fireworks m,ore, Shannon or the kiddos~