Hello dear reader(s)!
In my country of the United States of America (not to be confused with America, which is one of two continents), it is Memorial Day. Memorial Day is a day we are to honor and remember all the people who fell in service to our country.
My relationship with the military is complex, but my relationship with the majority of people who joined it and are at the rank and file levels is definitely not. Regardless of how I think they have been misused, I appreciate their willingness to possibly sacrifice everything for us.
And look what we have because of them!
So when I see posts all over Facebook and all over other social media saying that this day isn’t about the beach or barbecues or fun in the sun…I respectfully ask them not to tell me how to honor people.
Because for me it is.
When Hannah died, I was not ready to have her memorial right away. I think it was just over two weeks later. There is a reason for that. She felt the same I way I did about it all.
While I’m sure she knew her loss would be mourned, she thought it was much more important that her life was celebrated. So we took the time to gather ourselves and attempt to celebrate her life. Were there tears? Of course! Were we all mourning her loss? Yes, we are not heartless bastards. But there was laughter, funny stories, and happy memories shared too. It was fucking beautiful, and I know she would have been happy with it.
So back to Memorial Day. When the brave people stormed the beaches in France, do you think they did it so their loved ones at home could sit around solemnly and mourn their loss once a year? I’m guessing the answer to that is “No.”
They did it for them. For all of us. So we could live happy lives free from the kind of tyrannical, fascist, despotic leader we are in danger of electing. They did it to stand up for those who would be marginalized in a divided society, so that we could all live happily in peace and prosperity at home.
Sometimes I think we are so hung up on the fact that they sacrificed, that we lose sight of why they did it.
If you need to mourn on this day, I will not judge you. Especially if you have a personal connection.
But don’t judge me for celebrating their sacrifice by taking advantage of what it allowed.
And don’t judge me for worrying that we are undoing it by allowing Donald Trump anywhere near the presidency.