I grew up in a military town. There’s something about it that brings about an understanding; an understanding of loss, sacrifice, and pride. I am fortunate to come from a family with many who have served our country. I have heard countless stories, many of which are hard to comprehend. I’ve heard stories of my grandpa being wounded in war, of my grandma receiving a telegram that he had been wounded, of frostbite, and of my grandpa eating frozen Tootsie Rolls to stay alive.
It was just a year ago that my grandma was laid to rest in a veteran’s cemetary along with my grandpa. This is a picture taken in the cemetary this week. It brings back such fresh memories of days with my grandma and grandpa and the loss our family feels.
Today I hope that you aren’t just happy about a day off from work or school. I hope that you are thankful for the sacrifice of the military, as well as their families, to provide us with the best gift they could give us.
image by Melinda W.