Memorial Day means something different to me now, as an adult, than it did as a child. I remember Memorial Day as a day off from school, the “unofficial” start of all the summer activities, opening the pool, having barbeques with friends and family. But now I know what it really is.
Memorial day is so much more than all those things.
On Memorial Day, we are to memorialize, remember, honor those who have died in their service to our nation. I don’t personally know anyone who has died while serving in the military. But I do know two very important people in my life who know someone.
My Daddy was drafted to serve in the Vietnam war. He was in the United States Army. He watched, on many occasions, while the men fighting for their lives right alongside him, were killed. He was actually wounded twice, but made it home. Unlike so many he knew.
My Son is a United States Marine. He wasn’t drafted, he chose to be a Marine after high school. He’s been deployed twice to Afghanistan so far. He has also watched as those he served alongside have paid the ultimate price. He was also wounded, like my dad. He also came home safely.
While I don’t pretend to understand all that they went thru, I can choose to honor them and those like them.
Like so many others tomorrow, we will be having friends and family over and having a cookout and hanging out. There will be a time while everyone is here that we will stop and say a prayer for our troops and those families who are not “celebrating” Memorial Day, because of their losses.
So, if you’re reading this, please take a moment out of your day on Memorial Day to remember and honor those who have paid the ultimate price for your, for our, for my freedom.
May God continue to bless this great nation.