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Day 229: f*ing friday :: fire works

17 Aug

Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. In Year One, I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the word Finding.

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the words:
Fire works.

As in, it does.

Tonight was our annual date night for the Oak Bluffs Fireworks Show.

It’s an incredible display of light and power, right before your eyes. As if you can touch the fire spewing through the air and feel the pounding in your chest.

The little four-year old boy sitting on the blanket next to ours said exactly what we all felt when he screamed, “These are the biggest fireworks I have ever seen in my entire life!”

We adults nodded our heads in unison.
Because he was right.  They are big.

These fires do work.

They light up the sky, but they also do powerful things. Like bring the community together around a beach front park to sit for a moment and stare up at the sky (instead of typing on phones).  They test the parking skills of vacationers as an entire island packs into the tiny streets of Oak Bluffs.  And, they evoke the masses in a chorus of “oooohs” and “aaaahs” in unison.

As for me, they sit me down a blanket in the middle of the dark next to my love on a hot summer’s night — for four years running now.

And that’s where the real f*ing fireworks begin.
I wouldn’t miss this show for the world.

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