I can’t remember the last time I spent the 4th of July with family.  When I was a girl, maybe?  Whenever it was, it was a long time coming and so, so nice.  I got to meet the newest member of the family at only 16 days old, see his grandpa hold and feed him for the first time and even made some new friends.  My grandma Lucy would have loved it.  Family was everything to her.  We have to keep doing this, my cousin said, we are all the family we have left.  I couldn’t agree more.  Truly, it was a blessed day.  Let the tradition continue!

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