While I was busy yesterday slicing watermelon and enjoying some patriotic festivities with my family, I wanted to reflect for a couple of minutes on what it means to be an American. This simple label, “American” can have so many connotations around the world, some positive and many negative. But I’ll tell you what it means to me. Being American instills me with deep pride and gratitude. This land that I love offers so many freedoms; its history is so unique and although we often forget and take it for granted, I truly believe this is an extremely blessed country. I don’t mean this in an arrogant manner; in fact I think every person regardless of their roots or country of origin, can find pride and patriotism in their homeland. And if you live somewhere that has not served you well, where dictatorship, war, illness, or other maladies abide, then take it upon yourself to make that country better. Even if you feel powerless, sometimes it’s a simple act of kindness that you can offer another fellow citizen (remember to love), or pick up some trash that you normally would pass by unnoticed. You can always impact another life for the better and be a prideful catalyst for change wherever you stand. But for me, as an American, I say:
God bless the U.S.A!
Happy Independence 🙂