I have a lot of Veteran’s in my life: my dad, my sister, sister-in-law, friends, friends-of-my-kids-that-I-consider-friends. They come in all shapes, sizes and ages.
Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines. All branches have been served in my family.
And as I was contemplating today’s post, my eldest child came to my rescue (unknowingly by her) and dropped this in my virtual lap:
Taken circa 1999 (or 2000, neither one of us can remember), she was on her way to/coming home from Guards at Fort McCoy, WI (again, neither one of us can remember). A few years later, she went full Army.
Whether I agree or not with the current state of military actions is irrelevant. What is important is that I am honored by and grateful to the women and men who serve/have served in the military.
My husband summed it up perfectly a few years ago when speaking with some Veteran’s: “I wish for the day when we no longer have a Veteran’s Day. Because then there would be no more wars, only peace.”
So on this day, thank a Veteran for a job well done, and hold onto the hope that one day that peace will come.