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To Remember…

on May 27, 2019

Memorial Day has always been a sad day of remembrance. It is a day to honor the brave soldiers who gave their lives for their country so that we can live freely in it. I’m lucky. Everyone I know from my stint in the Army is still alive. Not all of them are well, but they’re all still here and living the best life they can. Some have seen war, some more than once, and others have not. Everyone’s experiences are vastly different, but we all share one thing in common. We all signed documents stating we would die for our country if the time came.

Remembering those who died in service to their country once a year hardly seems sufficient. The Facebook and Instagram and Twitter feeds are full of reminders and pictures and quotes to share their thanks for those who are no longer here to say you’re welcome. Memorials are erected. Flags are put up downtown. Speeches are given. Blogs are written. Moments of silence are quietly regarded.

This holiday weekend is also regarded as the beginning of summer. Pools and water parks are open for the season. The boats are prepped for pulling tubes and wakeboarders around lakes. Grills are lit. Food and drinks are shared. Friends and family get together. If you’re lucky enough to work at a company that observes Memorial Day as a holiday, even better! So it’s easy to forget the reason behind the celebration. There were men and women, just like us, who believed in this country enough to give everything for it. Everything. Whether it was their job, or they were ordered to, they did it.

A friend on FB really got my mind going which inspired my writing about today. She and her family visited gravesites of fallen soldiers. This woman is an amazing American, and so is her husband. They are proud and not afraid to show it and say it, and they are instilling those values into their daughter. From all the posts I see year after year, hers was the only one that stood out to me. It was the only one that made me ask myself if I am truly a proud American. Do I really appreciate the sacrifices that were made so I can enjoy the freedoms I have today? And I am. And I do. With all of my heart.

So I say thank you to those who can never tell me you’re welcome. I thank those who have served with friends they lost on the battlefields. I thank those who lost husbands, wives, sons, daughters, parents, and best friends. Because they remember the fallen every single day. Thank you to the brave who made the ultimate sacrifice, and thank you to those who have to live without them for the rest of their lives.


4 responses to “To Remember…

  1. texasyaya2 says:

    Great blog, Bon. Thank you for your service, you maybe didn’t have to go to war but the lessons you learned changed your life forever and gave you friends that have the special bond with forever. Love you. So proud of you. 💙❤️💙❤️🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

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  2. Kimberly Perrigo says:

    Beautifully put.
    Thank you for honoring the fallen with bearing and grace.
    @> Daisy

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