As I sit here sipping my coffee, I’m thinking of all of my plans this weekend. Appointments, family events, barbecues. So much running around to do. I also think of the men and women of the armed forces.
Countless, faceless people who have served our country over the years that I’ve never met, but still pray for. My family has been lucky. We’ve had several members (and still do) serve in three branches – Army, Navy and Marines. And thankfully, the ones who’ve served in the past are home. I still have family serving in different places around the world. And they’re okay too.
As a life-long New Yorker, I’ve known for the last 11 years the impact of September 11th. I’ve noticed changes in the city – the servicemen and women located in strategic places in the city or the police officers with their gas mask gear. Or the landscape of this city and how new buildings are slowly being built. But, one thing I don’t forget is the service and sacrifice made by American families. I pray for peace in the world so that soldiers and their families don’t have to suffer. And I am thankful.
So thank you to all of you serving right now, those of you home with your families and those angels who have given the ultimate sacrifice. This Memorial Day, I remember you and am grateful.