Haven’t heard from InfantrySon since I missed his call on May 1st. So I haven’t spoken to him in about 3 months. It does make me sad and today, Memorial Day, I really empathize with those who have lost a loved one or family member in the service of our country. It brings to the front of my mind that this could become permanent. Right now I can assume he’s okay but that could change at any time. I could become one of those whose memory of their child is all they have left besides a flag, some mementos and a tombstone in Section 60 at Arlington.
Freedom has a huge price and I wish that everyone would remember, at all times, that those that have paid the price for their freedom are not nameless, faceless entities. They are people with lives, friends, families and dreams. All of which they have willingly put on hold to serve this country. Some may be able to go back to their plans. Some may never return. But all will be changed by the act of paying this price for every single one of us that lives in the United States.
While I eat the meal my husband barbecued for me today and I hug InfantryBrother, I pray that InfantrySon is safe and well and the price he pays is appreciated by more than just his family. Thank a soldier whenever you see them for the price they have volunteered to pay, if required, to purchase your freedom. Remember those who have already paid the price and do not squander their gift.
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