Three years ago, I had just gotten back to California from the 10-day “fun girls trip” I had done in Colorado with a dear friend. After such a wonderful trip in company of a close friend, and with still lots of unsettled emotions (that had been one of the reasons for our trip), I felt extremely lonely at my arrival in California, but fortunately was able to go spend the night at another (girl) friend’s house.
[July 4th, 2020 can just be added to the long list of holidays, and even normal days, that I spent alone in the year the pandemic broke out in the U.S.]
Last year, on July 4th I had just arrived in Colorado, for a second vacation here, which in many ways was very different from the trip I had done two years earlier with my friend. Not better or worse, just different: because I was changed, the world was changed, circumstances were different.
But both trips to Colorado marked important moments, or steps, that eventually, finally, led me to settle here this year. And spend my first 4th of July as a resident here. My third Independence Day connected to this area of the world, to this part of Colorado, and my first one as resident here!
In so many ways, such a wonderful Independence Day for me here today!
The Little Prince and the Fox 