Today, for no particular
reason I was thinking of what America means to
me, even with all the unrest
and uncertainty in our life and the knowledge
that
we have to be vigilant even in
our nation of freedom. I still feel a certain
pride
and calmness in the security of
"the people" of this land to stand up for
what is right and just. And so
it is today, on a cool breezy autumn morning
that I thought, how privileged I
am to be part of this great nation. To see a
flag
waving in it's glory against
the blue sky. To know that so many have died
for the privilege of my living
in this great land and so I wanted to thank
everyone who sacrificed and
gave all they had, in most instances, even
their life, for me to be free.
Freedom is not free, and has a heavy cost
and throughout the ages we
have seen many hero fall and many who have
carried our colors
on foreign soil in our attempts to help all
those
who have asked us to
join in the fight for freedom's cause. We were
there for them and they have
been there for us.
There are many who criticize us
and the war on terror now seems so
endless as those who would be
willing to blow themselves to pieces for what
they believe in. It is hard for
us to think that this type of action on their
part
is normal but for those
indoctrinated in this cause since they were
children
it is indeed second nature
to them. It is
something unconscionable to us.
So I pause and think,
what kind of deliverance is that for their
death.
What does it say to others
in their country. It says that they are
martyrs
and how can we as a nation change a thought
process that they have been
indoctrinated and
brainwashed into. So I believe that this
war seems endless
and our men and women are in
grave danger, but throughout every war our
soldiers have been in harm's
way and have always stood tall. I know that
our soldiers face evil
incarnate in this war and that all of us worry
about their ability to help
those who seek freedom. Yet we are a union
of many different
nationalities and religions who fight for the
right of those
who want to be free.
What glory in their courage.
What beauty in their
spirit.
I thank the men and women of
our country, the husbands, wives, mothers,
fathers, sisters and brothers
and all family members who wait for their
loved ones to return. I give them
my heart, my soul and my all.
I consider them all a part of
a family of a great nation who
sees their heart and soul and
most definitely their courage.
Remembering always to pray
for their safe return.
So let it be written on the
wind in all the dark places that they
roam that our hearts are joined
with them through every waking
moment in every day and through
the darkness of the night
when the stars shine upon their
hearts, may they feel the courage
and love of one grateful nation
that is shared constantly.
To all who have joined us and
who are constantly by our side
as allies and friends, in an
effort to capture freedom's glory,
I say, with all honestly and
sincerity it has been our
pleasure to walk with you
through every storm we have
faced in our history. "It is
better to light one little candle
than to stumble in the dark" ~
you have been that flame
that we shall hold close to our
hearts forever.
~ Love in constant wave ~
We
salute you all
~ Francine Pucillo ~
