I know that Memorial Day is to remember those who lost their lives serving our nation. However, today as I spent a moment of contemplation, I considered that although those that gave the ultimate sacrifice deserve to be revered, the fact that they were mortally wounded on the field of battle was not their defining moment. The moment of heroism was when these men and women willingly set foot in hostile territory for the nebulous “greater good.” (That greater good includes the peace that my family and I now enjoy.) They didn’t plan to die, but they knew it was a possibility, and still they went.
What I’m trying to say is that while being killed in battle certainly makes the sacrifice larger, it doesn’t make them more of a hero than the guy that was 20 feet away and was spared. I honor all those who fought and served. In fact, I even honor those that trained and prepared in times of peace, because they were ready to fight and to sacrifice if needed. God bless America and God bless all those who served, and especially the families of those soldiers wounded or killed. I salute you.
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