(but it would have never worked because I have problems with authority, I hate wearing hose, and I have this nasty little habit of speaking my mind which is often blunt and/or irreverent)
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Arlington:Veteran's Day comes and goes every year and I adore it, but only because I get work off. It never has had more of an effect than that, until this year. This year a friend and I headed to Arlington Cemetery. Surrounded by families of lost loved ones brought a different emotion. Usually the cemetery is crowded with tourists, buses, flashes, tour guides, crowds around the Kennedy's graves, but not on this day. There were still crowds but the feeling was different, the quiet was more calm, the pace of the steps much slower. Emotions of sorrow and pride filled the fall air as young families mourned there recent losses and old families paid their tributes to soldiers fallen long ago. I am fortunate to have had parents who both served in the army, friends that are marines, national guard, navy seals all of who's lives have been spared. I often turn a deaf ear to things of this matter because I can't focus on everything at once and my time has been devoted to other things, but this year on Veteran's day, as with the pace in the cemetery, I slowed and allowed myself time to respect what has been done and is being done every waking moment of my life.
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