Originally posted on 11.16.13
On Remembrance Day, the news channels play war footage. I am immediately drawn to it, and stop everything to focus
and listen. The personal stories captivate me and I often put myself in their shoes…picturing what it would have been like if that were me. I’m humbled by the incredible sacrifices these men and woman have made. I doubt I’m made of the same metal. I don’t know if I would have the courage or strength.
For as long as I can remember, these news clips have moved me to tears. I remember as a young boy, sitting in front of the TV with tears streaming down my cheeks, listening to the memories…hearing the stories. I feel the pain… the sadness and the loss. It surprises me, most times, how moved I become while watching these clips…but it happens to me, every time.
Maybe everyone feels this way – perhaps this is normal. I don’t know, and I guess it doesn’t matter. It helps me see who I am. I know that I appreciate my past and respect tradition. I am a thankful person and I try not to take things for granted. I don’t always succeed – God knows – but each year as those news clips run, I’m fully there. Thankful for every moment that I have.
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