As a Memorial Day baby, I have always felt a strong connection with this holiday. As a youngster, I didn't really realize it's significance. There was always a family party, along with a trip to the cemetery where American flags dotted the lawn.
What is Memorial Day? It's a day to remember those who died in service to their country.
Growing up in San Diego, surrounded by military bases and having many friends in the armed forces, I have always had a great appreciation for the military. Their sacrifices have always been very present to me.
I have witnessed the "goodbyes" and gotten stuck in traffic downtown because a carrier was coming home.
Almost every young man in the grocery store has their hair cropped close. They all stand a little straighter and are a little more considerate than the rest of us.
I have driven past the military cemetery in Point Loma as a burial takes place. Even though I haven't personally lost a friend to war, I feel connected to all of these people. These people are the ones who died for their country. Their country is not just a set of ideals. It's us. It's the people, first and foremost.
So Memorial day is a day to remember those who have sacrificed their greatest possession. A day to reach out to those who have been left behind. Not all of us can directly help them aside from our prayers. So let's give them that much. Heartfelt prayers for the repose of souls and the consolation of families & friends.
When you grab that beer later, raise a toast to those who have fallen. When you are surrounded by friends and family later, whisper a prayer for those who have a hole in that circle.
And be grateful.
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