we were due for storms today, but the National Weather Service now gave us an all clear. It is overcast, but 76 degrees out there. I am a bit sunburned from this weekend and so put on some aloe and some spf 50.
While it did storm last night, I am thinking about putting on some old shoes and walking through the Glen. It may be muddy, but hopefully not too bad. This will be the first time this year to walk through the Glen.
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"And like Web, I enjoy throwing JR under the bus. Problem is, it's usually under the special bus that I ride every day". Ghostdancer 12-18-09
I'm still not feeling well, and today I feel really cruddy about not being able to visit my Dad for Memorial Day.
You know, when I was a kid my Dad's service in Vietnam really meant very little to me, as would be the case with most kids I'm sure.
But when I hit my mid to upper 20's, and the gulf war started, I really started to devolop an appreciation for what he did and the risks he took. I've always said, and still say, my father was more of a man than I'll ever be.
He made sacrifices and risked his life in a way that I've never been asked to, never volunteered for, and hope to never have to.
By the time I turned thirty I made it a habit to visit him every Memorial Day and Veterans Day just to say "Thank you Dad". I remember the first time I did he had no idea what I was talking about. But I think over the years he appreciated that I remembered what the days were about, and what he gave up.
I mean, when you REALLY think about what our soldiers give up and risk it's amazing that we can have an all volunteer army. Expecially in this day and age of "me, me, me".
These guys go off and face the very real risk of never coming back. Even if they do come back they've taken one, two or three years of their lives and dedicated it to something completely unselfish.
As I get older and think about how my grandfather died at 64, and my dad died at 62, I wonder if there is ANYTHING I'd be willing to give away 2 or 3 years for. I don't think there is.