We celebrated the birthday of America this week. One of the things we did to mark the event was to tour the North Carolina State House. When the kids were little, we stopped at every state capitol we passed on our epic road trips. Somehow we missed Raleigh, but we have now rectified that. Lawmakers no longer gather here so it mostly houses commemorative displays including some very old American flags. Between the glass protection and bright lights behind and above, I struggled to get decent photos but figured I could jazz them up with Befunky photo editing later.
Like nearly everyone else in the country I have grown weary of the violence and hatred that is so abundant right now. I needed a break, and Monday provided it.
Looking at these antiquated flags reminded me that we Americans have a lot to be thankful for:
For people who had the courage to face the consequences of declaring our independence.
For a government that changes leadership in the highest office of the land every four to eight years without bloodshed or battle.
For unity that has stood the test of time and differences of opinion.
For the right to peacefully assemble
to express our deepest convictions
in what we are right to believe should be a manner free from bodily harm from someone attempting to stifle our voices.
For the fact that everyone--those I find brilliant and those I find buffoons--is expressly given the right of free speech. It is not always easy, but it is never boring.
For a land of natural beauty from sea to shining sea
filled with people who possess basic goodness. May we all work to get in touch with our own personal goodness again so that the whole country can benefit, because all this hatred and violence...we are better than that, and we all need a break.