noise of it triggered our house alarm and I heard a voice from the
control panel saying, "Broken glass in dining area."
I rushed over to the panel where a man over the speaker asked if I
was okay. I told him it was just a lid that fell, no windows broke.
We chatted a bit and then he said, "Have a Happy 4th of July
tomorrow."
Oh that's right, the 4th is tomorrow, I thought.
Then later on last night as I was leaving my neighborhood
bookclub a few of the ladies said to me as I was headed out the
door, "Happy 4th of July tomorrow!"
Oh right, I forgot again. I just wasn't feeling it this year. I'd had so
many other things on my mind.
Then this morning I got this text from my sister.
Then I realized what was missing. Not the zucchini. But the
God Bless America.
I wish I would have told that man at our panel yesterday,
"God Bless America."
I wish I would have told the bookclub ladies,
"God Bless America."
At church last Sunday a man got up and said it was 39 years ago
this month that he took the Oath of Allegiance and became an
American citizen. He said that while things are not perfect here,
and while some things should definitely be better, it's an
extraordinary blessing to live here.
Just as I said Merry Christmas to every store clerk I could last
December, it's time for me to say God Bless America today.
December, it's time for me to say God Bless America today.
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