Memorial

I spent the weekend in the one town that has been a constant in my lifetime. The one town that, throughout all the years, will remain the same to me, no matter how much it changes. Where the park still has the same merry-go-round that I played on as a kid, and the roads still lead to the same places that I hold so dearly in my memories.  I began my Memorial Day literally driving down memory lane.  I was on the road, driving slowly past my grandparents farm, or what used to be theirs, wishing my grandmother was sitting on the steps waiting for me to arrive.

While I hope that BBQ’s were had, and laughs were shared, to anyone, who has ever lost anyone near to their hearts, soldiers or not, I wish you a day of peace.

And I give thanks to those who have served and fallen for my freedom.