Lay those to rest who forged the path, and honor them by doing the most we can with what we have.
I’ve never fired a gun with intent to kill. I’ve never served in the armed forces. I’ve never volunteered to spend years away from my loved ones in a foreign country. I’ve never spent time in a place where nearly everyone hated me.
They all stood up when not everyone did. They were the lucky ones, the ones that made it home in one piece, alive. My grandpa’s brother did not, as his barracks were bombed in World War II. He and far too many others sacrificed their lives so we could have better ones, and in their honor, we have Memorial Day.
War itself is not noble and it’s not great. It’s a last resort in a terrible situation.
But serving our country and those that need it, is noble. It is great. It’s something we should be thankful for every damn day.
So thank you to all the families that have lost and all the soldiers that laid down their lives. Thank you for your sacrifices. Thank you for your patriotism. We can only hope to honor you in the best way any of us know possible: living our lives to the absolute fullest.
You will never be forgotten. We will always have Memorial Day.