Memorial Day Heroes - My Thanks
It’s a short week this week.
There are many holidays that fall on Monday. Holidays that we celebrate.
Yesterday, Memorial Day, was a day where we honor rather than celebrate.
There were so many pictures, so many stories of our soldiers yesterday. I was touched, saddened, inspired and ultimately humbled, by so many of them.
The picture that I am sharing with you today is one that I took. Driving through Newtown recently, yes, Newtown CT, I detoured off the main road. I don't know why. It was a beautiful day and the lilacs were just starting to bloom and the daffodils were almost past their finest. And I came across a field of flags at a local church. I stopped. Of course I did. I closed my eyes and said a blessing. I felt the quiet in the spring day. I felt the honor and committment in the soldiers that the flags represented. And I share the picture with you here today. Because the picture was of our heroes.
There have been so many heroes in our past. Heroes that gave their lives because that’s what soldiers do. Heroes that we know about. That are personal to us.
I read about soldiers that gave their lives from all different aspects of our lives; parents, children, friends, lovers. Personal stories that touched each and every one of us.
My Memorial Day Story
My Memorial Day story is a about a soldier who sat by his mother’s side yesterday. Quietly holding watch as she is slipping away. He continues to be a soldier, putting aside his own fears and desires to do what he knows is the right thing to do.
Watching over his mother and helping her through the next phase of her life.
He’s my hero.
Thank you to all the heroes out there. Thank you to all the families out there who have lost someone they loved; you are heroes too.
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