This is one of the holidays I miss my boys the most. The family getting together, picnics full of food, parades, and fun blowing up little toys. I don't, however, miss the day full of nail-biting praying that they stay safe from fireworks. In that respect, it was one of a mother's worst days.
I only pray now that Shane and Ryan see the beautiful celebration of fireworks from the best viewing spot in the Heavens, and that they watch out for all the little people and keep them safe from harm.
God bless my boys, and God bless the USA.
