the fourth of july

By 9 am, a cool summer breeze sweeps over the 12 blocks of people lining main-street awaiting the day's celebrations. People have already taken to their color coordinated chairs which wonderfully enough match their visors and their children's outfits. Hoards of red, white and blue locals and visitors alike pour up from the side streets up to the blocked off main road to see what this parade, this day, this town is all about.

It's the July 4th and its great to be home. 

 Family and friends pour up from the side streets to THE Fredericksburg main-street, the same main-street that can shut down traffic for over two hours  and 12 blocks without anyone thinking twice about it. That's what makes Fredericksburg, well Fredericksburg. Who knows how many people are here to partake in this holiday and celebration- but to them it's

 new, charming and oh so lovely... but to the rest of us, it's simply wonderful and it's home. 

Visitors and locals alike are seen wearing red, white and blue shirts, multi-colored beads (which naturally I added to my look) and firework headbands (which naturally I regretted not having)- as they walk up and down main-street with coffee in hand and some with bandana clad dogs happily following close by.

 Some just completely put their heart, effort and absolute craft ability into their children's "look"- but I can only laugh at them and say this in love, because I was that kid.... that kid covered in ever red, white and blue piece of clothing we owned, the flag sticker tattoo's just covering my cheeks and little smile and of course my bike completely wrapped in patriotic ribbon... oh yes, I was that kid. 

Policeman on bike stroll up and down the street greeting locals; dog's trot with no leash  and no agenda; and people live through their laughter and their smile. It's once again the wonderful reminder that I live in a small town and no matter where I go, no matter how far away I travel and no matter how long I am gone - this will always be home. Home is where my friends are family and where my best memories come from. No matter how touristy and laid back this small town feels, Fredericksburg will always be the place that compares to none other- it's just not like any other place. 

Fredericksburg is where I grew up and where the people are who have influenced my life tremendously. It's where 12 years of memories, challenges and growth are rooted - it's home and today is just another day of celebration, watermelon football in the lake, afternoon naps, Texas BBQ, live music and without a doubt an entertaining firework show- Welcome to Fredericksburg, it's July 4th in this small Texas town!