Monday, July 4, 2011
My Lack of Patriotism: A Self Reflection.
Something I have always struggled with on the 4th of July is that I have no real deep emotional ties to being an American. I feel bad that I don't but if I were to rank it on labels that I could apply to myself, it would still be towards the bottom of my list. It would be above hypoglycemic and sufferer of IBS that is for sure. But for me, Mother, Pagan and Wife would be a close tie for the top spot. I didn't realize how low it ranked for me until this morning when I was sitting at the parade this morning here in Independence, IA next to a woman who was Canadian and celebrating her first 4th of July. She was wearing a denim dress with an American flag bandana on her head, while I sat next to her wearing a hippy skirt and a coral top. I was one of the only people not wearing red and blue. The fact of the matter is though, I don't wear, or own for that matter, many red and blue clothes. It is just not my favorite colors or ones that I feel a connection to. Yes I value freedom, it has been a mantra for me for a long time. But all the political stuff for me, it has always degenerated my faith in my country. This side arguing with that one, people not getting to live their lives with out politics and the law getting in the way. The fact that I have to pay an arm and a leg to see a doctor and maintain a healthy life style while everyone argues about it makes me cringe internally. I could go on and on here, but when I do, I feel even less of a connection. For me this day really is about eating corn, being with family, enjoying the weather and the fireworks. Because true freedom is in my heart and soul.