Yesterday, I played "ring around the rosie" with the boys in our backyard and we fell on our backs laughing together. The boys stayed on their backs and looked up at the "tees, tees" (aka trees for those without a 2 year old in their home). I joined them and we stayed on our back for quite a while, considering their limited attention spans. We enjoyed watching the birds, the leaves swaying in the breeze and planes flying over head. It took me back to September 2001, when despite living near a metropolitan airport there were NO planes flying over head. It was an eerie "sound" because we are all so used to the roar of the engines on a regular basis. That plane reminded me that I am unbelievably blessed to have this freedom AND the freedom that my boys don't even understand yet but are able to enjoy.
I feel indebted to those who fight for us daily and those who have lost their lives and their loved ones in order for me and my children to have the freedoms that we do. Whether that freedom be having an ice cream cone on Memorial Day or those that are much more "significant" in the grand scheme of things. These men and women that fight for our freedoms don't know MY name, Jared's, Alex's or Eli's. They aren't sacrificing because we "deserve" it or even always appreciate it. It is what they feel called to do and for that I am very grateful.
It also makes me think of my heavenly Father who sacrificed his Son on the cross so that we could experience true freedom. I live a blessed life that would not be possible without these sacrifices, all of which, today I am very grateful for.
I guess sometimes life's "simple pleasures" come at a pretty high price and aren't as "simple" as they seem.
Happy Memorial Day!!!