I can't think of anything to say that hasn't been said a thousand times before. And in a much more poetic way.
As a child, "Memorial Day" was always like "Veteran's Day" to me. I was taught what (or who) the day honored, but I suppose the real meaning was beyond me then.
Now, it's a daily reality.
We made a choice to be a military family. We consider it an honor.
So many people have made that same choice and it changed their lives forever.
The people we live near and go to school with and meet at the grocery store make that choice every day.
And some of their lives have been changed forever, too.
Memorial Day means something very different to them.
I consider it an honor to know them.
I'm not ashamed to say I didn't fully understand the meaning behind the holiday as a child. Part of me is glad I didn't know.
But at the same time, I am grateful that my son will know the meaning of the day.
The frailty of life and the courage of brave men and women is something he's seen firsthand.
May those who have sacrificed so much be on our hearts and in our minds always.
2 comments:
Thank you for posting! I am glad you know what this day is about now, and I feel the same way. It is my honor to know many men and women who make that choice everyday. Thank you to your whole family for your service.
Nicolle
What an amazing post! Thank you Autumn. And thanks to your family for your service. Praying a hedge of protection around your family this evening.
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