My brother asked me yesterday: what does patriotism mean to you? And the one big thing I came up with is that I was, as a single woman, I was able to ride a bike in heels, curse at my brother when I needed space at a public market, and then read and buy my own materials.
I was visiting him in SLC and we had such a lovely time together. Besides all the activities we did (more on hot air ballooning and beer comparing later!) we really just “hung” out. The funniest moments are ones where we completely just did what ever we felt like. We ended up riding in a car for a full day to catch less than an hour in Zion National Park. We are both NOT car people (too much testosterone!) but lthere were highlights: talking myself out of a ticket for one and MANY missed turns!
But my favorite parts involved food…from reviewing raw food bars, to browsing farmer’s markets and gourmet deli-s, to being able to cook and break bread together. I, of course, cherished putting together antipasta plates with a cabernet and a strong blue cheese and cantelope…one night this was, followed by braised lamb shanks, creamy poltena and roasted roots.
It’s awesome to be in someone’s company and be relaxed. I like who I am with my little brother…and that, to me, is freedom.