Freedom

This little brown dog of mine was gifted with the freedom to swim in my friend's pool on the 4th of July. And I had the freedom to spend the afternoon with good friends, enjoying good food, good drinks and some good laughter. On my way home, I drove over a bridge and glanced towards downtown and the fireworks lighting up the night sky, Cheyenne stretched out in the back seat, bleary-eyed and yawning. For that moment, that entire moment, every single thing in my world was free and perfect, embraced and celebrated.