Fireworks through the trees

47 Years of Fireworks

Christina Sophia
3 min readJul 4, 2022


Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash

Happy July 4th to all you U.S. Citizens!

Today is not an insignificant day, to be sure. As a child, it was about swimming and cousins, corn on the cob and hamburgers. It was about sparklers and sitting in the beds of trucks watching the fireworks.

As a teenager, I often stayed home from the fireworks. I didn’t like the loud sounds. They really set something off inside me and I had no idea why. I was “just sensitive”, a “big baby”, a “party pooper”. Yeah…maybe.

I’d sit at home, like any healthy introvert, and tune into PBS channel 39. I’d turn up the volume for the classical music played by the orchestra, but then turn it down for the fireworks. It was perfect for me; my music and pretty sparkly things on my own terms.

Only after I became a mother and my PTSD was fully in swing did the 4th become a non-thing for me. I enjoyed the family picnics and bought the kids sparklers for the evenings. But, I stopped going to the fireworks entirely. They went with my then-husband or my younger siblings and my parents. Easy.

Other than my oldest, they all loved the fireworks. He had hated the hair clippers and the vacuum as well. I cut his hair with scissors until he was almost 8 years old. It took me almost an entire Disney movie to do it…and lots of Dum Dum suckers…but I got it done. The vacuuming, however, we had to work around.

My first and second years with my son and fireworks went like this:

We would arrive with the family at the venue. They would all set up their chairs, spread blankets, and be all happy and chatty. The first BANG!! would occur and he would light up, screaming. It was my “out”. I never minded. It made it easy for me to end my years of trying to endure the fireworks. Yay!

After we bought our house in the country, the kids usually went into town with their dad and my family. He loved the loud crashes and booms, so I let him take them. I stayed home, alone. I loved laying on the trampoline for the first hour after dusk, watching the fireworks from three neighboring counties. I could see them up North, to the East and from the South…all at the same time. I loved it.



Christina Sophia

Exploring my relationship with myself, others and the gods of my childhood. Its all up for grabs. Feeling my way forward everyday.