Stop. Pause. Pray.
Thank God that you are alive.
Remember those who fought and died for your freedom.
Take pride in being an American.
On a day set aside to honor the nation's war dead, few have memories more indelible that those who lost their buddies in combat. The few that survived, came home to relive every moment that they were away. Sometimes they talked about the war, and sometimes they just sat, teary-eyed, clearing their throats, unable to utter words. PTSD, depression, fear, nightmares, yes, they were survivors, but their hearts had been wounded. A part of them were still fighting mentally, to save and protect our country.
Two great men who survived to honor their country, were my Dad, and Ron's Dad. They are both gone now, but their stories live on in our memories.
They loved the USA!
They stood up to sing The Star Spangled Banner. They remembered, with reverence, the fallen....their buddies. They saluted our National Flag.
"Memorial Day began after the Civil War. It was known as Decoration Day. While it was originally founded to honor the soldiers who died in the Civil War, today, Memorial Day is to honor all of the Americans who died while serving in our country's military service."
Courage is contagious. When a brave man takes a stand, the spines of others are stiffened.... Billy Graham.
This Memorial Day weekend, I pause to remember those who died for my country. I also salute those that survived to tell the story of war. It makes me proud to display/and wave my flag, sing a song, and be grateful!
Thank you VETERANS ♥