I’ve been remiss this week. I wanted to write a post about the meaning of Memorial day, beyond the Sea to Ski parties Smart Guy and I enjoy with our friends. Beyond the annual lobster fest we enjoy. Throughout the weekend, with my house filled with friends and laughter, I kept thinking of what Memorial Day really stands for to so many others. I have no personal reference points, but as the current war rages on, or as we toured Pearl Harbor in April, I am sobered over and over by the human loss—on all sides. The families who must go on without someone they love, the men and women who come home scarred and haunted. I regret that I didn’t find this post by Beaten Into Submission, sooner. This post is eloquent, hauntingly beautiful… and about what matters. A few days late, but something we should all spend more time thinking about regardless of the date.
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