People Are Dying
People that have impacted me, among many, many others, are dying. Maybe I even knew some of them.
People that have impacted me, among many, many others, are dying. Maybe I even knew some of them.
Sometimes I stay up quiteΒ late just so I can let my mind run away from the real, and approach subjects that I would much rather touch, or certainly feel.
Then there are times when I lengthen the day just to wrestle free from the noise, you know, to get out from under the distractions, and that which just annoys.
So, what. So I can prove that, maybe, something good happens after midnight, and I descend to the depths of thought, just to get to the core, thenΒ I sit and write.
Go to some quiet place, exhale, bow in reverence, and just pray.
List every little thing you are thankful for if you need words to say.
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So today, remember those who serve, those who have served, and learn all you can. Be there for those who are still here but lost someone so we could be free. As we get to Tuesday and complain how fast our extra 24 hours off passed by, think about the hours our fallen heroes spent defending our freedoms. Think about how long a single hour may have felt to them and the thousands of questions and thoughts that must have raced through their minds. Think about the fact that so many never were able to experience the next hour, let alone 24 extra hours. Respect them and those they left behind. Remember. In this day where so many feel they’re entitled to something, to anything; it’s our fallen heroes that are entitled. They’re entitled to be remembered, to be respected, to be thanked, and to be honored. That fun weekend you are experiencing now would likely not be possible if the brave hadn’t defended our home. Remember and have a memorable Memorial Day Weekend.
βIf your parents had to use a wooden spoon on you, then they clearly didnβt know how to parent you.β
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