Remember

I wish I had listened more carefully to the names of the fallen comrades who gave their lives protecting the United States of America when Granddad and Dad shared old war stories.

But their names could have been anyone, at any time, at any place.

An empty chair left behind, a book unfolded with the intention to finish it, a project left in the closet to tend another day. Old photos tucked into a cedar chest, the memories of souls who left far too soon.

My heart is always sad on days of remembrance.

Memorial Day was honored in our home growing up.

But the men and women who served with the men and women who gave it all have stories to tell of the time when ..

May their memories live on and may we be inspired to be better people because of their sacrifice.

Have a blessed Memorial Day, everyone.

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