It’s 11:11 a.m. on the Fourth of July. I’m still in bed, relaxing in my pajamas. I can’t remember the last time I was able to just sit in bed and mindlessly peruse through social media, watch TV and do nothing.

Usually on the Fourth my husband and I enjoy our city. We’ll walk around, check out fun things going on, and end the evening watching the fireworks. There’s a radio station you tune into here in our city that plays synchronized music to the show.

I’m sure you know the list. It’s your “Born in the USA,” “All Summer Long,” “Rockin’ in the Free World,” and of course, “Proud to be an American.” Continue reading →