Today the night is filled with the sound of shrill fire works bursting in air. Just above the trees I see glimpses of red, blue and white light speckling the sky. The flashes peek through the trees announcing this is a day of celebration. It is a day of cheer.
Last Saturday, I sat and watched my eldest son, Sean say, "I do" to his bride. He was saying "I do" to so many things: A life of sharing, a life of caring, and a life of togetherness. It was a day of celebration and indeed a day of cheer.