Today I will talk about what Memorial Day 2016 means to me.
I’d first like to start this post with a huge thank you to the brave men and women who served our country. The people who set aside years of their lives for a greater cause, knowingly putting themselves in danger to protect America and all it’s ideals of freedom and greatness. As always, we dedicate this Memorial Day to you.
Secondly, I’d like to say a formal good-bye to two men in my life that died last year, both veterans, both my grandparents. I’ve needed to say something about it for a while now and I have been putting it off for months. One of my grandpas passed away on the 23rd of November, right before Thanksgiving, and the other passed right before New Years. Both holidays were spent in a sort of somber shock.
Death is weird. You don’t feel it all right away. It leaks into your life in tiny increments. You don’t always feel that your loved one is gone until you really need to talk to them, or you see how other family members are struggling with the loss. You start defining your life by moments that will never exist again. It pushes you down like an invisible weight on your shoulders.
At any rate, after the “holidays” were over, the funerals were done, and I’d helped with all the arranging I could, I came back to the Soo feeling totally empty and lifeless. I started asking myself the one question I hated more than anything: what is the meaning of my life? Still waiting on the answer.
My grandpas were not similar. One served in the Navy during World War II and the other served in the Army during the Korean War. One was a world traveled entrepreneur, and the other was content to stay at home, make bird houses, and help me fix my car. However, their morals were very similar. They both believed in serving their country and their family. Neither man would hesitate to tell me that some one was being ridiculous and to disregard them. Neither man would hesitate to help. To compliment me. To joke around. To show that they cared deeply for both America and us. Both of these men may not have died in battle, but they did die as heroes.
That is, of course, what Memorial Day is all about.
God Bless those that serve,