July 4, 2012
When my daughter was nearly three,
we were living in Georgia - - the place of her birth. There wasn't a lot to do
in our small town and one of our favorite things to do was go to WalMart and
play in the toy section. She would find something that delighted her for five
minutes and then she would put it back on the shelf.
When our little town got a new WalMart things really started to get exciting. Not only could we go to play in the toy section, we could go grocery shopping as well. WalMart was THE place to be!
In 1995 my daughter and I were alone for the year, in our little town and in our little house.
When our little town got a new WalMart things really started to get exciting. Not only could we go to play in the toy section, we could go grocery shopping as well. WalMart was THE place to be!
In 1995 my daughter and I were alone for the year, in our little town and in our little house.
This was taken on July 3, 1995.
For two years, we had gone to our old Walmart parking lot to
watch the fireworks. I had never watched fireworks from my car in a parking lot
before, but it was where everyone met with their lawn chairs and coolers and
settled in for thirty minutes of splashes of color in the night sky and loud
booms.
On this fourth of July, in 1995, the gathering place was in
the parking lot of the new WalMart. I was so excited. My daughter and I got
there early, found a place to park and then went into WalMart to do a little
shopping. We got some snacks and I got a book to take home after the big
show.
I remember is was very hot and very crowded, and there was a
threat of rain, but we had our spot and we were ready. We waited, and we waited
and finally the first big BOOM!!!
Someone was not impressed by the crowds and the booms and
wanted to go home!!!! NOW!!!
The booms had always been my favorite
part. When I was young, and we watched fireworks in our little town, the kids
would get as close as possible so we could feel the boom in our chest.
Apparently, I didn't pass that gene onto my child - - home we went.
This sort of activity was more to her liking.
We are alone again in 2012, for the second July 4 in a row.
Our choices of firework displays are a little bigger now. We may still have to
be in a parking lot, but it won't be a WalMart parking lot. This year it might
be a baseball stadium parking lot.
Because my husband doesn't want to talk to me, and my
daughter doesn't want to hurt my feelings, I don't think either one of them is
happy about being apart this year. She will be with me watching fireworks, and
he will be watching baseball and fireworks with his parents.
I have tried to teach the two of them that communication is
the key to happy relationships, but in 21 years I haven't been able to get that
point across. So now, I will wait for another holiday to come and go, and I
will take my child to a firework display that she probably would rather not go
to. My gratification will be photographing the display. Something good will
come out of this day, come hell or high water!
Happy and Safe Independence Day to all!!
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