Posted on 05/25/2004 2:07:42 PM PDT by redrock
Her little face was scrunched up...as only a six year old can be when attempting to be a 'big girl' and not cry.
Her normal reaction to the news that her daddy was finally home would be to run and jump into his arms and hug his neck with all the power her little arms could muster.
She would smell the familiar 'Daddy Smell'....and bury her little tiny face into her daddy's neck...happy to be just holding her daddy once again.
But this time...it was different.
This time there would be no hugs...
This time there would be no joy at the sight of her daddy...
..this time her daddy was arriving home, carried by other men, in a coffin....in a box .
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In a few short days it will be Memorial Day.
A day set aside, with hope, for us to remember, and maybe say a small "Thank You", to those who have given their time and,for some,their lives in defense of our Nation and our Freedom's.
And yet...maybe this Memorial Day we need to add one more thing to the list.
Especially THIS Memorial Day.
We need to remember all those who lost their fathers.....
We need to remember all those who lost their sons.....
We need to remember all those who lost their husbands......
We need to remember all those who lost their brothers.....
In reality there is nothing we can really do...to make up for the lost hugs....for the lost talks with 'Big Brother'.....for the lost times with our sons.....for the lost futures.
But we can, and indeed we should, express our gratitude....our thanks.
Maybe...this Memorial Day...we can begin a new tradition.
Maybe we can, I know we should, begin to Thank those 'Left Behind'.
Maybe we can also make it a day to remember the sacrifices that they have made.
redrock
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My family has no veterans that have passed, but my daughter and I visited a Veteran's Cemetery today anyway.
I was overwhelmed with gratitude.
BTTT!!!!!!
redrock
Memorial Day....
redrock
Thank you for your service!
You are welcome...Always a ?pleasure? Well, maybe not, but I am glad to serve!
Ahhh Yes..."She would smell the familiar 'Daddy Smell'....and bury her little tiny face into her daddy's neck...happy to be just holding her daddy once again".
My Daddy a WWII Veteran passed away in March. The story above had me swallow a big lump in my throat.
In memory of my loving Dad, Clarence D. Glenn USS Mississippi WWII. Until God allows me to smell that familiar "Daddy Smell" once again.
Thank you for your service, and for your Daddy's as well.
There is nothing like the treasured "Daddy smell".
TNT
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