life as it is seen from my heart and soul

Independence Day American style

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I just spent 2.5 days working a concession trailer at a festival in my home town. We had glorious weather and lots of people. It is interesting working over a 400 degree fryer for 24 hours. Hot, sweaty, exhausting. But even more interesting are the people you work with and the people you wait on.
Small Town America. We are proud and willing to fight but stubborn and obstinate. I watched people, missed the hot air balloons and the fireworks. I observed the usual. Think America: overweight, obese, family fighting, teenagers trying desperately to find love in sex, young girls with small babies, young men with unclaimed small babies, older people knowing the greatness of the small town, and so much more.
I worked with all of these people this weekend wrapped up into just 4 persons + me. We were a sad lot with one goal in mind – making and selling as much high fat processed foods that we could (this is another blog post). Our conversations ranged from what we do outside of the concession stand, to families, to health, to some dreams and other things that shouldn’t be revealed. I heard sad stories of growing up, of health crises, of hope and fears and regrets.
Small Town America. We need to wake up to the fact that every choice we make affects not just us, but all those we live with and around.

Author: melinda

a follower of Christ & a Daughter of the Great High King of Heaven disguised as a wife, a mum, a nurse, a baker, a gardener, a teacher, an artist and many things unknown by others.

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