Inspire Me Monday…Memorial Day
There are few things more emotional for me than seeing a soldier return home to his/her family after being away. I love watching the homecoming videos to their family or dogs, the parent surprising their kid at school, or any homecoming really. It sparks a sense of happiness in me watching the joy on the faces of those being returned to. My husband preaches at Chicago Midway Airport once a month and I love going with him and when they make the announcement that there is a soldier arriving, I always dash to the gate to be one of the first of hundreds welcoming them home. I don’t even know them, but I can feel the relief in everyone as they walk into their loved ones arms. Here is one of my favorite videos.
On the other hand, it hurts me so much to see the pictures of widows crying at their loved ones graves. Kids, spouses, brothers and sisters who are gone. It rips my heart out as I imagine myself being in their place.
My grandfather died when I was a toddler. I have very vague memories of him, but they are very fond memories. He fought in WWII and was captured by the Japanese and held as a ghost soldier for many years. He was thought dead by his family and I am sure at times he didn’t think he would live either. He inspires me and my mom sent me these photos recently that made me smile. Oh how I wish I could ask him questions now.
My son Brooks looks just like me in the photos too (in my grandfathers arms in both photos…probably his favorite I am sure)!
I am proud to be an American. Thank you for your service and sacrifice!