My Unexpected Fourth Of July

My surgeon admonished me last Friday for doing too much after I showed up with 24 hours of pain at an incision site.

I left his office frustrated mostly because I had only spent the week before doing only 70% of what I normally do. I grumbled and reworked the first week of July to do less including not going to fireworks with my family.

On July 3rd, I got an email from my husband about going to watch the fireworks downtown instead of nearby. I didn’t care.

My phone rang soon after with plans for our dog to go to my in-laws and us to go to a hotel that faced the James River. Scott could take the kids down to the festivities by the James and back up to the room for us to watch the fireworks as a family. He sent us to the hotel with smiles and packed us up after he got off work.

Tiny things are my favorite part of hotel rooms.
Tiny things are my favorite part of hotel rooms.
Me resting
Resting while the kids go explore the festivities with Scott.
Brown Island
Bridge to Brown Island (probably)
Ice cream
I scream. You scream. We all scream for ice cream.
Nutsy and my son
Nutsy, our AA baseball mascot, cheating on the Diamond fireworks.

Finally Fireworks on the James!

Fireworks on the James



WOW fireworks




Fireworks glow
Scott and the kids by the glow of the fireworks


Would it have been a big deal to miss out on one Independence Day? No.

But hearing my kids ooh and ah….

Teaching them the joy of breakfast in bed…

And most of all, falling a little more in love with my husband, who has dealt with a surgery, which was supposed to solve a year-long issue in five days and is instead going into its sixth week, with grace, and created an adorable solution for his family to celebrate the fourth of July together….

All of these moments reminded my little patriotic heart how blessed I am to live in our beautiful, young, frustrating and hopeful country.

I hope my American readers were able to celebrate our country’s founding in some special way, too. And as always, I listened to a reading of the Declaration of Independence and teared up. Now that document is some good writing.

Alex Iwashyna

Alex Iwashyna went from a B.A. in philosophy to an M.D. to a SAHM, poet and writer by 30. She spends most of her writing time on, a humor blog (except when it's serious) about her husband fighting zombies, awkward attempts at friendship, and dancing like everyone is watching. She also has a soft spot for culture, politics, and rude Southern people who offend her Yankee sensibilities. She parents 2 elementary-aged children, 1 foster baby, 3 cats, and 1 puppy, who are all Southern but not rude. Yet.

16 thoughts to “My Unexpected Fourth Of July”

  1. It sounds like a great way to spend the 4th! We listen to the reading of the Declaration of Independence every year on NPR too. It’s a big tradition in our family.

  2. Super sweet, super awesome.

    (I think it’s a great idea for watching fireworks with young kids, without the whole recovering from surgery thing!)

  3. Do you ever see a photograph and just feel the love radiating from the person who took it toward the person/people he photographed? That’s how I feel when I look at these photos of you guys watching the fireworks. So glad you had such a beautiful holiday… and it beat the heck out of our mosquito-ridden late night adventure at Byrd Park on the 4th. 😉

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