Last year as 9/11 neared, I was getting ready to send Dane to Afghanistan. We had our tearful goodbyes and before I knew it, he was what seemed like a million miles from home, fighting for our country. My thoughts on that day are here, but how I was feeling has never felt more true than it does today.
Dane, you are my hero.
This year, while Dane isn’t on the front lines, he will be re-enlisting some of his soldiers aboard the USS Missouri at Pearl Harbor. I can’t think of a place I’d rather be to reflect upon how far we have come as a country, while paying tribute to all that we have sacrificed in that fight.
Last week, we participated in an 8K Memorial on Pearl Harbor that was a 5 mile route lined with a boot, flag, photo & name for every soldier who has fallen since that fateful morning in 2001. I’ve never seen anything so humbling in my life. As we watched the sunrise over the Arizona Memorial, part of me wished that every American had to walk that route, see those faces and pay respect to those who gave everything. To say I was misty eyed the entire morning would be an understatement.
God Bless America.