I love this country. I grew up loving this country. When I left this country to live elsewhere I really came to appreciate what we have here (and also started understanding better this nation’s faults). Since living abroad I get a little misty eyed every time I sing the national anthem.
My grandpa served in the Army during WWII. I have cousins (and cousin-in-laws) who have served in different branches of the military. We have a nephew who just joined the Air Force. We have several friends here with husbands in the Air Force as well. I am grateful for all of their service and proud to know them.
A friend of mine, who currently serves in the Army, pointed out today that we should be grateful for all the other people in our lives who serve selflessly in many other capacities and different types of uniforms – the doctors and nurses, the teachers, the mothers and fathers, law enforcement. There are so many people who serve so much. The service that I have given in my life has greatly enriched my life, and I hope the lives of others, even though I’ve never worn a military uniform.
Thank you to all who serve in whatever capacity you do.
You have uncles on both sides of your family who have served in different branches of the armed services too.
FYI. Marc’s birthday is on Veterans, Day. I agree with you. I owe my life to doctors and others in uniforms.
Indeed. :brett:
Agreed on all counts!