I know this is a little late but as we all know life can get in the way sometimes. Every year I expect Veterans Day to be the same old thing…just another day. This year I was pleasantly surprised and it really touched my heart.
My 17 year son never seems to remember me on Veterans Day so I really did expect the same thing this year. A few days before he had given me a big hug because my grandmother is dying and I was crying. He told me it was going to be okay, he was here for me. This Veterans Day my 17 year old, who never gets up early, got up and made me coffee. He told me Happy Veterans Day but the best part of the whole day was that he told me he was proud of me. That was the best thing I heard all day.
My 8 year old gave me a big hug and told me Happy Veterans Day many times that day. He tried to find little things he could do for me just to outdo his brother. I loved those little arms around my neck.
I miss my time in the service almost every day. There are so many things I learned from being in and people I met. If I could I would do it all over again. I am also very thankful that I did join because I do not know how I would be able to do the things I am able to do now or get all the help I do now with my disabilities had I not been in. I am proud to be a Veteran and proud of all my fellow Veterans for everything they have done.