While many people treat today’s holiday as nothing more than a three-day weekend, Memorial Day is “a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation’s service.”
Over time BBQs, picnics, and talk of summer have over-taken the true meaning. In order to shift focus back a National Moment of Remembrance Act was passed in 2000 asking that at 3pm all Americans “voluntarily and informally observe in their own way a Moment of remembrance and respect, pausing from whatever they are doing for a moment of silence.”
I know it’s not yet 3pm but I thought I’d get a head start.
I am eternally grateful that long before I met Z, as a Marine completing tours of Iraq and Afghanistan, he was able to return home safely.
Not every soldier does.
I am lucky that after we started dating and Z was sent on a deployment to Egypt, we were able to be in constant contact, send letters, pictures, and Skype.
Not every soldier can.
I am thankful that Z’s current military involvement allows him to be home all except one weekend a month and two weeks a year.
Not every solider is.
For all those who did not, can not, are not…this day is for you.
Race to Remember
This morning before heading in to work I’m taking part in the very first Special Operations Memorial Day 5K here in town.
The race will be benefiting the Navy Seal Foundation which provides support to Special Operation service members and their families.
At some point today I challenge you to take a moment of reflection, merely a minute or two, to honor those you cannot be here to celebrate it themselves.
Thus concludes the ramblings of a military-wife-to-be…