It's Memorial Day.
This and Veterans Day
always make me think of my dad
and the life he lost because of his service
to his country.
He earned the
He also earned my mother's heart.
He didn't die in the war but he did
lose his life.
Mom says he came back different.
This was the time between the terms
My dad fell between that crack.
I have to believe he tried
and I know for
certain my mother tried to help him
but he was a broken man.
I am lucky, I am the baby of the family.
I have some fond memories of my dad.
My siblings may not be able to make that statement.
I am thinking and praying for all the
soldiers who have fought
to protect the life I have and in
the process lost theirs.
God bless them and the
ones who love them.