The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war. ~ Douglas MacArthur
Today is not about politics.
It’s not about the right-ness of war.
It’s about individuals who willingly serve their country…
who consider it an honour to fight for what they believe in…
who are willing to die for our freedoms.
I was sitting on a bench at O’Hare airport in Chicago waiting for my connecting flight.
Blackberry in hand, I was composing an email to a friend.
A thunderous noise erupted – cheers and applause echoed through the terminal.
I looked up to see a group of soldiers walking through a corridor of grateful passengers.
Some passengers stepped out to shake the hands of these soldiers to thank them for their service.
My eyes welled up with tears as my heart filled with gratitude for these men and women…
who offer their very lives that I may enjoy the freedoms I often take forgranted.
Today I honour them.
Surely, I can take a few moments to remember their sacrifice.
Take 2 minutes, would you mind?
It’s a pittance of time…