20 years ago I moved to Northern Virginia and memorial day saw us visiting Arlington national cemetery. It was our annual moment is silence to give thanks to those who died for me. 9 years ago this weekend we moved to Colorado.
Though life has taken a turn that I didn't expect I wouldn't change my path. I think those who died for me would have the same thought - they wouldn't change anything either. Thank you to the men and women who have died and who will die for my freedom. I am humbled in the face of your sacrifice.
