Thank you

I've been meaning to write this post for about a week or so... more 'or so' than a week. THought about writing it and then didnt, and thought about it and never did, but here i am now. I really need some sort of mental tape recorder cuz i always think to write when im nowhere near my computer.

SO anyway-i was driving to visit a friend. She lives in a small town south of where I live. They recently had someone in their community die in Iraq. young kid, now i say young kid like Im one of those 80 year old veterans, but he was young. 19 i think. and as im driving in town they had the streets lined to the funeral home with American flags. One of his friends went to Iraq and brought him home. that in itself almost made me cry, but here I am going to visit my friend and i see all the flags in the town. American patriotism-sure that makes me sappy and proud, but knowing exactly why these flags were lining the street pulls at my heart a lot more. I started to tear up-just from looking at flags. Then-i drove past the funeral home and saw two men, veterans, i believe, standing outside the funeral home doors. Like guardians, i started to full out cry. Got back to my friends place and calmed down... then later when i left-saw all the flags, started up again... man, I had this written so much better in my head-add the fact that its now 2 hours after i had planned to go to bed... so i'll end with this. I want to thank those of you (if there are any reading this blog) that have served in the military, and the families. Im no stranger to the military life, but i dont think i truly understood the sacrifice that is made until well after my dad retired. I mean i was only 9.
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