When I first came to America with a group from Europe, my spiritual daughter Christiane, who was already there, handed me a beautiful huge Hallmark card which said: “America land that we love.”

At that time, I had never heard about Hallmark cards, and was overwhelmed by the sky scrapers. It felt like I was stepping in another world a new world, a dream world, so different from the European countries where we were coming from. It seemed that we had already made the decision that America was the land we loved.

I love America because when you first arrive in New York from somewhere else, you feel liberated.

I love America because if you go out for breakfast there is bottomless coffee, as many as you wish. If you are a senior, it is discounted. In my country if you order a coffee and they happen to be busy, you remind them and they bring two coffees instead. Even if you order just one, they make you pay for two anyway.

I love America because there are Burger Kings everywhere. They always make it YOUR way.

When I go to France or Austria and miss America, I go to a Burger King.

I love America because you can order drinks with free refills. The drink size makes you feel so loved: Small, medium, large, and supersize.

I love America because the ice creams are jumbo size, with glittery colorful candies, nuts and chocolate on top.

I love America because if you take the bus and happen to have no change, sometimes they can let you ride anyway.

I love America because if you are working for a cause you like, you can do a “GoFundMe” and strangers donate.

I love America because if your neighbor catches you with a tear drop, she will ask what’s wrong, and before you know it her whole church is praying for you.

I love America because on his death bed my dad told me: Always remember and be grateful that the Americans saved us during the war here in France. They have strength, leadership, generosity, power, courage and love.

I love America because it is the country of Elvis Presley.

I love America, because this is where I met my true love.

I love America because my children are Canadian, French, and above all American. They can be all of the above.

But mostly I love America because on the coins it says “In God we trust.”

But mostly I love America because some states like South Dakota can affirm in their motto “Under God the people rule,” and their governor’s motto is “family and faith.”

But mostly I love America because it has been God’s country.