Hug a Hero

I have always been a patriot. American History was my favorite subject in school. Both of my boys know all of the words to "It's a Grand Old Flag." I tear up every time I hear the National Anthem. But I think the longer I live this military life, the longer I see the sacrifices of so many around me, the more and more I love my country and those willing to make sacrifices in Her protection.

The day to day with my boys often wears on me. We go to playgroup, we go to the gym, we get in a fight, we eat lunch, we have a quiet time, we get in a fight, we build a train track, we eat a snack, we get in a fight, we play outside, we eat dinner, we play some more, we get in a fight, we take a bath, we read books, we brush teeth, we go to bed. It makes me tired just thinking about it. Then I think about how much so many would give just to be home with their loved ones--monotonous and all. I feel guilty when I get impatient with a little 2-year-old wrestling around on my lap and realize that his father would give anything in the world to hold him and listen to his little laugh.

Our nation is made up of people who make sacrifices to make every day a little better. I am so grateful to live in such a wonderful nation. I so am grateful to have all of the freedoms and blessings and opportunites I could ever imagine. I am so grateful for the sacrifices made by so many to protect and ensure these freedoms. I am grateful that my little family can do our part in helping and honoring and keeping this great nation.

But tonight, all I really want is a hug from my hero.

Here's to you, addie. Happy Veteran's Day!!!