I have a great respect for men & women that serve our country – those that were drafted & didn’t have a choice & then those that sign up on their own. I still get chills when the National Anthem is played or when a big crowd is saying the Pledge of Allegiance all at the same time. I love when our veterans are honored like this weekend … when standing ovations are given at churches & in parades. I love when airlines give recognition to soldiers as they’re onboard flights … but I hate to find out when they’re going instead of coming because I know they’re leaving loved ones.
We just received a call from one of my husband’s best high school buds. It was his “good-bye … talk to you in 3months call”. He serves in the Navy & is leaving for a 96-day submarine mission. Thankfully, he’s not intended to be in harms way but he’s got to know when he signed up that it’s always a possibility. This is normal to him – he’s home on rotation. In a sub for a few months, then out of a sub for a few months. Then I think about his wife. And the sacrifices that she’s making by default. They have a brand new baby at home. She’ll raise her for the next 3-months without the help of her husband. Instead of a one-month old, he’ll come home to a 4-month old.
My late grandfather (pictured above) is one of those brave men that served our country … I unfortunately never met him, but still I’m very proud of him. I’m so thankful to each & every individual that has served & is serving because I flat out wouldn’t have the guts to do it, but I absolutely appreciate every freedom their service has given me & my family.