I didn't think about it being Memorial weekend when I went to church yesterday...so I wasn't prepared for the emotions that hit when honoring the veterans. My hubby didn't die in the service but we were married when he was active in the Navy and he did serve during the entire 1st Persian Gulf War. The songs and stories bring up all the emotions I felt during those days...worrying that he could die. He believed that his cancer was related to his service...either from the million of vaccines that they shot him up with or some of the chemicals that spilled on him when he was working on the fighter jets on his carrier. Anyway, church was hard. And even harder because he wasn't in any of the groups that were honored...he wasn't active any more and he didn't die while serving...however, he served proudly and with honor and he has died.
I wonder when this holiday won't bring tears anymore.
I wonder when this holiday won't bring tears anymore.