I hope everyone had a great Memorial Day. Ours was pretty good.
Tim made some of his famous barbeque (well it’s famous with our family and close friends anyway…) and we hung out playing the Wii and well, eating… My friend Claudia made some fantastic banana pudding and I want to thank her for leaving the leftovers. She’s a good friend like that.
In regards to the true meaning of the holiday I wanted to share an experience we had at the airport in Lafayette as we were getting off of the plane and coming into the terminal (which ONLY has 4 gates by the way, yes FOUR).
See this airport is SO small that you can actually see your loved ones coming into the terminal from the walkway from the plane and the only thing serparating those deplaning and their family or friends is a big plate of glass.
Anyway, we had a young soldier on board with us and because he came off of the plane right behind us, his loved ones could see him as we entered the terminal in front of him. Then we heard this HUGE cheer and hands went up and we were like “What the Hell?” Once we realized all the fanfare was for him we moved out of the way so he could get to his entourage because I could only imagine how long they had waited to hug or kiss him again. And well, he’s serving our country, so please, before me…
Since he was now in front of us I was able to witness his mother making her way through the crowd and attacking him with her loving hugs and kisses.
And then, the waterworks started because ALL I could think about was what if that was one of my boys that I hadn’t seen in weeks or even months or years…
And I couldn’t stop crying because I was so overwhelmed. Next, I watched as his “buddies” (guy pals), like 5 or 6 of them, pummeled him with hugs and big-handed slaps on the back. It was so wonderful. And yes, more tears, for me anyway.
After watching this reunion of course my heart exploded and my mind wandered to how lucky we are to have people like him fighting for our freedoms. Dying for them even. And for all of those men and women that have done the same in the past. So, I do hope you had a good Memorial Day and also took, or will take, a moment to reflect on this. Just a friendly suggestion of course… : )
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