I used to hate that I lived within a 30 mile radius my whole life.
There was nothing more I wanted than to leave the midwest, to leave the country really.
January 24, 2012 I accepted a job that meant I was moving to Canada and suddenly the first three notes of the National Anthem made me cry.
Illinois now feels like home and stars and stripes are a comforting sight.
I’m sure I’ll always be a flight risk and travel the world, but I’m without a doubt, 100% proud to be an American.
Happy Birthday America.