During these past few days, I’ve noticed a prevailing sentiment has challenged my sense of patriotism this Independence Day. Time over, I heard people say, “I don’t feel like celebrating because there is nothing worth celebrating.”
Hell, I’ve echoed those sentiments myself.
Love, in any form, requires work. Every relationship involving human beings demands an investment of time and effort. Whether it’s with our children, parents, partners, colleagues, or friends, or the coming together of individuals into groups, big or small, necessitates dedication.
There are moments when I feel tired, frustrated, angry, and hurt, and I may even contemplate giving up. But love doesn’t surrender. Love perseveres and puts in the work to mend what’s broken. It also takes action to remove those who abuse it, abuse us, from positions of power in our lives.
Struggling with the current state of our nation doesn’t have to diminish our love for our country. The remarkable thing about love is that it doesn’t wither during hardship; instead, it grows stronger while acknowledging that it is worth fighting for.
The promise of this grand experiment, our ever-evolving amalgamation of individualism, is worth the effort. Our journey toward that perfect union may encounter obstacles, but through our unwavering commitment and willingness to put in the work, we can fulfill the potential of this great nation.
I love my nation, the United States of America, and I know you do too.
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