The ability to run down to my local grocer and pick up the freshest fruits and veggies around (and yes, even an occasional chocolate bar).
To have the choice to read any book I want, even the books that people want banned (I totally read Harry Potter more than twice).
Thanks for giving me the ability to do whatever I want with my life. To be a lone drifter on the calm and quiet roads or an outspoken activist stirring up the hearts of those around me.
I'm grateful for the rights I have as a woman that I see so many others deprived of.
Thank you for giving me a chance to speak my mind without the worry of unmerited retribution.
Even though I know we may have had our differences from time to time, I find myself indebted to you for all you do for me and all those who have helped make you who you are today. You know…the real heroes that are out there.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, Happy 4th of July America.
You mean a lot to me.