Sunday, May 29, 2011
My Memorial Day traditions include…
My dear nieces and nephews;
I’m a little bit embarrassed. I don’t really have any Memorial Day traditions. Here in Upper Michigan, a lot of people spend the long weekend away at camp. I’m not sure I understand, but it is somehow restful to them. And others spend the long weekend cleaning their yards, planting their gardens. That’s a little more understandable, I think. Some just use the long weekend to take a break from the demands of everyday life. Memorial Day weekend is relaxation, outdoors, barbecue, lawn mowing, and bonfires.
Except that it’s not. Of course, it’s wonderful to have a family tradition. And it’s wonderful to rest. But Memorial Day is about far more than just having a long weekend.
I wish I could tell you that I always spend Memorial Day honoring our fallen heroes. The truth is, I am thirty years old, and this year was the first time I attended a Memorial Day Service at our local cemetery. It was a touching ceremony with an impressive turnout. My mind was buried with the thoughts of our family, our friends, our nation. Memorial Day is a day to honor the fallen, those who’ve given the ultimate sacrifice to ensure our freedom. It is such a somber thought—that someone else would give his life to protect my freedom. Is it really so important? Is it really so precious?
It really is. It really, really is. There are people all around the world who would give anything for the freedom and opportunity we have.
I am disappointed in myself for not having gone in the past. I think it is safe to say that attending our local service will become my Memorial Day tradition. I hope you’ll check back with me next year. I hope, next year, I’ll have more to say.
All my love,