I’m not going to try to be clever today. I don’t want to cheapen an important holiday and a heartfelt belief with any kind of jokes or snarkiness. We’ve got the rest of the week for that.
Today is the number one most important holiday in this country. It is the day that we honor those that have given their lives to protect the principles that this great country was founded upon and the rights of her residents.
I am always in awe of those who protect our liberties. To give any portion of your life in service of this country is a concept too selfless for me to consider. My dad served in the United States Armed Forces for around thirty years, so I was raised in a household with a certain amount of reverence towards the armed forces. I spent my childhood watching my father make time for his family, his job and what he felt was his duty. I played with my GI Joes and admired Dad’s uniforms without ever really comprehending just how fortunate we were to have him and people like him, which kind of brings me to my point.
When 3 o’clock rolls around – that’s the national time for a shared remembrance – pray for our fallen protectors, but don’t forget to pray for their families, too. Not everybody got to grow up with a father like I did. In the course of doing their patriotic duty, a lot of American heroes left families behind who bear the burden of this country’s greatness so much more than any of the rest of us.
Today is not about political affiliations. Today is about honoring those who protect our right to have them.
Oh, and today is also about Gnoll. Happy Birthday, big guy!