Memorial Day from a Veteran’s perspective
First of all, Im not claiming to be anything I’m not. Im a Veteran, broken but not beaten and have buried so many friends I really don’t want very many new ones.
I don’t want to take away from anyone else sacrifice, and I don’t wallow in mine.
I will never regret anything I did or was sent to do. I hold my head up in the crowds who look down in embarrassment, for what political correctness says they should apologize for.
I stand up when the Flag marches by, remove my headgear and hold my hand over my heart. Its not about what is expected, it is to honor those who have gone before, and wait on the other side.
And to someday see friends, and deserve to stand with them again.
I wear the scars and the memories proudly and when asked I say “I did make a difference and it was worth it all.”
I would do it all again, with no regrets and only wish I could have done more before I was no longer able.
I want no thanks, but when you see a disabled Veteran, tell him or her “Thank You” And mean it. For the ones who are left, to know what they did they mattered