Having men and women willingly join the armed forces so they can risk their lives to protect mine is something that has always moved me. My grandfathers, my dad and a few of my uncles served our country and they are my heroes for this (and so much more).
As a teenager, I went through some pretty traumatic experiences. I was recovering from one when I had to take my first plane ride alone. I was lucky enough to sit next to a soldier. I wish I could remember our conversation, but right before we landed home, he gave me a gift. He handed me this tiny conch-type shell; it had been his good-luck charm. I still have it in my memory box and it is one of my most cherished items. Sitting next to him during that flight was the safest I had felt in a very long time.
So, now I teach my children that our service men and women are our heroes. Braver than Spiderman. Stronger than Hulk. And I teach them to say Thank You to every one we meet.
If we pass someone in fatigues in the store or pass by their table at a restaurant – I stop to say thank you and encourage my children to do the same.
Whatever your politics are … whether you believe in a particular war or not … they sign up knowing they could die to protect us just as police officers do and they deserve all of our gratitude and respect.
To those who have given their lives and to those who have given their time ~ Thank You.
xoxo ~ Melissa