Well over 600,000 U.S. military members have died in combat. That’s not including those killed by friendly fire, those missing in action, or those so mentally scarred from battle, they saw no hope but to end their own lives. Add in those souls and the number soars to the millions.
That’s millions of men and women–some, no more than children–who paid the highest price.
Let’s just live in peace, we say. Wouldn’t that be lovely? Alas, there has been and always will be bullies. Which means there has been and always will be those who must stand up to them.
So as we head into a three day weekend, let’s not forget the true meaning of Memorial Day: to remember those who gave their lives, on behalf of us all . . . and those they left behind.
Not that we can’t enjoy the sun on our faces, good food, and the company of those we love, mind you. As a matter of fact, any decent memorial requires such. But amidst our living, let us remember the sacrifice–and be grateful.
This graced the front of a graduation card.
But it seems a good reminder to us all, non?
After all, we face many a thing in life that’s new, and uncertain, and scary.
Things that take time, and effort, and more than a little patience.
But anything of value requires work.
It requires us to be steadfast – to try again, even after crushing defeat.
For only when we keep moving toward that which holds our heart,
no matter how hope shakes and falters,
will we ever know the thrill of a dream fulfilled.
Ever noticed how hard it is to find a photo of mom?
If you’re lucky, you might catch sight of an appendage–maybe even a partial profile. But more oft than not, she’s the one hanging out behind the camera, making goofy faces and otherwise attempting to make us smile.
Yet even when she’s nowhere to be seen, you know she’s there.
That’s what makes a good mama so great. No matter the years, or miles between you, she’s the one you can count on: to make you laugh and hold you up, to offer advice and cheer you on.
So to all you mamas out there (mine especially), a happy Mother’s Day; to all you missing your mamas, grace; to all you missing a child, peace; and to us all, a weekend filled with love . . .