This picture, originally
posted on Facebook, really touched me. It’s a vivid reminder of the families
who have suffered a loss that only those who have suffered a similar loss can
fully understand. I haven’t, but my heart hurts for those who have. Spouses,
parents, children of our fallen heroes gave a sacrifice as great as the soldier
who died. Maybe greater. They live with the heartache every day while the
soldier has gone to his/her reward.
My dad and his brothers
fought in WWII, one of my grandfathers in WWI, a great-great grandfather in the
Civil War, and a multi-great grandfather in the Revolutionary War. An uncle and
a good friend were police officers. Their service ensured that we are still a
country of freedoms. Freedoms we often take for granted, forgetting that many
people in this world don't have them.
Post-apocalyptic
movies and books show us what happens when society breaks down. Law and order
is gone. Chaos reigns. Those with the power and weapons rule. Might makes
right. Heaven help the rest. While I love movies and books, those that show the
disintegration of civilization make me so uncomfortable I can’t watch or read
them. The reality is too horrifying to contemplate.
While we enjoy our
three-day weekend, have our picnics, kick off the beginning of summer, maybe we
can take a moment and thank those who died protecting our freedoms.
Diane Burton writes romantic suspense, mysteries, and science fiction romance. She blogs here on the 30th of the month, on Paranormal Romantics on the 13th, and on her own blog on Mondays.

