07/05/2026
Shawn asked me to write a 4th of July post and I’ve been trying to find the words the last couple of days. I was going to find a funny meme, but none felt right. They felt dividing, not humorous. And I’ve never written a 250th birthday message before, so I wanted it to mean something and not just fill the scroll.
Since I couldn’t find the right words, I just stayed in the moment of the 4th of July with my family. We went to the beach and got some Vitamin D, I sat on the bed and we giggled as I let Mia tell me all the fun details of the camp she just returned from, we ate yummy pizza piled high with toppings and finished the night watching the fireworks.
Shawn asked if I had a specific picture of him this afternoon, so I was looking through my camera roll at all of the things we had created together…our kids, funny memories, sweet friendships, the building of the house, our animals, the multiple businesses through the years, people we have met through the homesteading classes. As I sat there waiting for the fireworks to begin, I reflected on how I felt and one word just kept repeating in my head. GRATEFUL. Beyond grateful. ❤️
We are living the American dream. Two young adults who met while traveling, started a business right before they got married with very little money, learned to work through ups and downs, received a patent on the flipbook business, had 3 kids, paid off the debt and a house, moved from the suburbs to the country, and launched more products and businesses along the way. It’s been a wild ride!
But if we didn’t have the freedom to make our own decisions, we would not be where we are today. The Founding Fathers started the ball rolling and the veterans and elected officials since then have made sure that we stay free.
No country is perfect. We have people of all walks of life, religious backgrounds, political beliefs, income levels and race come through our doors for the butchery classes. By the end of the weekend, we are all on the same team. No beliefs have changed. However, respect and teamwork transcend our differences.
My wish for America as she blows out her candles on her 250th birthday is that we can get back to a place where we truly listen to other opinions and realize that we don’t have to be cookie-cutter people to accomplish wonderful things as a team! Break some bread together. Have some heart-to-hearts over a campfire. Help a neighbor on a project and he’ll come help you next time. It’s time to get back to our roots.
Happy 250th Birthday, sweet America! 🇺🇸 I’m so grateful for those who paved the way so we could celebrate today. ❤️🤍💙
And please, God, continue to bless America. 🫶🏼