Color bursts in the sky, twinkling down into my eyes.
Day…? I don’t even know/care anymore. But it is 4th of July, my favorite holiday, and probably my favorite day of 2010 so far.
The fireworks display in the park was amazing. For such a sad little town, we put on a damn good fireworks show. I think every person in Ste. Gen was there tonight, which was really fun. I finally got to feel what small town pride is. It’s hard to explain, but I know I felt it.
While I was watching the fireworks, I kept thinking about where I used to be. I used to be the girl who would watch fireworks, hoping that someday I would have someone to watch them with. I always categorized fireworks into something romantic that should be shared between two people in love.
I have that now - but I realized my thinking was kind of skewed, and pretty pathetic. I looked over at my best friend, Kyla, and felt just as happy knowing she was sitting next to me as I felt about Stephen being there. I never needed a boyfriend to enjoy a holiday. I needed someone, anyone, to share it with.
I’m not that girl anymore. I’m not always hoping for something better. I’m happy with what I have now. I’m happy with who I am now. I’m simply happy.
I was in the middle of something great tonight. My two best friends. My town. My pride. My life.
And I wouldn’t change a thing.