My father fought in distant seas
So I could live in peace
Two sunken ships he paddled from
Now give my soul release
To drive as free man towards the dawn
Because our soldiers paid
A price that only touches some
On this Memorial Day
My cell phone sounds. I pick up and hear my husband’s voice burst through my morning repose:
“You know who the true American Idols are? The service men and women who fought so I could enjoy driving towards this sunrise. You should write a post about that to remind people of Memorial Day’s meaning. For most people, this is just another holiday, but soldiers fought so we could enjoy the life we now live.”
My husband’s father actually survived the sinking of two ships during his Navy service in World War II. Pops is a man of honor whose pride for his country and love of his family still twinkles in his eighty-eight year-old eyes.
Though you have to coerce him to tell his war stories, just his peaceful presence reminds me of the sacrifices he made so I can enjoy my freedom.
My own father served in the Navy during the Korean War. He still emulates the honor and traditions learned during his time of service.
He will always be my hero.
My stepson, Jason, survived three explosions in Iraq when the army hummers he rode in hit IEDs. He will forever walk with a limp from a war injury, but his honor for his country and his appreciation of life inspire many.
My nephew, Jacob, currently serves in the Air Force. Although the separation tears his parents’ hearts in two, they respect the choice he made to serve his country.
So today I post in honor of all the war veterans who have served our country and who currently serve. Justin (my husband) and I thank you for giving so much so we can enjoy our freedom.