I’ve been privileged to spend this weekend in the company of friends and loved ones. And while spoiling myself, I’ve tried to keep in mind that these luxuries are because people I know and love have fought for them.
With my grandparents being Veterans, and numerous other relatives besides, I was always aware of the holiday and made sure to phone every year and say thank you, even before I fully grasped what it meant.
It gained a new level of reality for me when I realized that friends of mine, some at the time barely old enough to drink a beer, were decorated war veterans. One friend, Brian, is now overseas again, this time as a Chinook pilot.
So simply put, thank you all for your service. And thank you to those families, who serve in their own way too.