Today though, I really got to thinking about what the holiday means for me. I spent the whole day reading the book The Five People You Meet in Heaven, by Mitch Albom. If you can, please read it. It's an absolutely amazing story about an old man in his 80s named Eddie who, for his whole life, was haunted by his experiences in WWII. A lot of things happened in that book, but the WWII experiences he faced and how it changed his life forever really hit home for me. I realized something:
It's awful that so many people die. It's awful that thousands to millions of innocent people die. It's awful that those who serve come back changed forever, because they left all of their happiness, their dreams, and sometimes their lives, all for a purpose:
For me and you to be able to wake up the next morning and live our happy lives in the best way we know how: in freedom.
I know, I know, I'm corny and lame. I know this isn't Veterans Day, but look at the bigger picture: we are free because of the sacrifices so many people had to make in our history. We are free because of
We are free because of soldiers like Eddie, who lost their souls and lives in fighting, yet continued (and still continue) to defend their country bravely.
Happy 4th of July everyone! Remember though, our freedoms should not be remembered only one day of the year; every day is a day for its recognition.
"Where liberty dwells, there is my country" Benjamin Franklin