When I was growing up in East Tennessee, we called Memorial Day “Decoration Day.” The women in my family made flowers out of crepe paper, and we’d all take them to the graves of family members to honor them.
Now it’s a day set aside to remember veterans who have died and to remember their families for their unimaginable sacrifice.
I know all Americans don’t honor the day that literally. I know many of you have used it for vacation, and shopping, and maybe time with family. But it’s a day filled with meaning for those of us who have served and lost loved ones. It is a day of remembering the ones we served with that gave their lives and it is a good time to remember those who survived but were physically and emotionally changed for the rest of their lives.
Please take the time this weekend to think about and ponder your proper gratitude for those who have provided such a service to your country.