Today is Independence Day. It's kind of strange that the name of our town is Independence, and there are no 4th of July celebrations happening, no fireworks, no sparklers...nothing except rebel firework setters in the distance. It's strange to think that 3 days ago, our town was 1/3 covered in flood water. The water has receded, but the devastation remains. People are homeless, they have lost everything. There is no clean water. Part of a bridge and highway are gone. Some things do remain, however:
freedom to reclaim what has been lost
hope that things will eventually return to normal
and a stronger, closer community, from having gone through so much together.