This Memorial Day is like no other in my memory. I remember Vietnam, and all the conflict here at home, and was fortunate enough to be a year too young to be drafted. My Father fought in WW2 and lived a wonderful long life. So I have thankfully avoided the sadness of loosing a loved one to a war. I have always seen Memorial Day as a happy day. The beginning of summer, and to be honest, don’t really associate it with sacrifice. Until this year. Politics and crap aside. This year has been an emotional roller coaster of fear, guilt and grief. I feel the importance of a day like today, and have been thinking of all our front line workers that have been dealing with all this. The healthcare workers, first responders, cleaners, that have gone in and saved and sacrificed to keep us as safe as possible.
This Memorial Day has changed my perspective. It’s changed it for the better, because today has deeper meaning to me. And deeply appreciate the gift of my fellow man and woman that have given it all to keep us free, and able to live better lives. Thank you.