The Fourth of July
The American Flag
The smell of new books
My Staircase family
Politics (I know, Erica *sigh*- but mostly the policy decisions)
Oh! The Places You’ll Go!
Eat, Pray, Love
Clear nail polish strengthener (OPI – thank you Mom for introducing me!)
Paying with exact change
Baseball commentators on the radio in summer that remind me of my dad – no matter the team
Ice cube trays
Mystery news shows
Videos of friends
George Bush (yes I’m saying this and I have reasons!)
The letter “E”
Having a whole row to yourself on a plane
Seeing your bag on the caroseul after long flight
Being Italian but maybe most of all being American
… where we somehow found this way to bring all cultures, all religions, all nations to become a whole nation of our own. We may have a million problems, but we are all (or almost all) products of people who came to these shores (those shores for me – I’m in Italy) for a better life (sorry to be sappy patriotic).
Many expats have said to me that they see America’s failings more clearly once they’re abroad. And I would say to them – yes, but I also see my country’s strengths. I see a president I don’t agree with in his way of conducting himself or the office (and I didn’t agree with President Obama either, though I respected him and I’m conservative), but I can be thankful for the checks and balances that have saved our country in spite of our current president. I see some of this eroding in senators I respect but I guess they have a voting block too.
How wonderful is it to be a country made up of ” your tired, your poor /Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free / The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these /the homeless, tempest-tost to me.”
Again, aren’t we almost all products of something our ancestors thought – “It’s worth it to gamble and go across an ocean to have a chance at a better life?”
God Bless America, God bless Italy, and God bless the “great experiment” that is America.