Red White and Bloom

My goosebumps heard it before I did, those notes of the trumpet. The buglers all gathered in the mist and fog that left a glistening of dew on the grass beneath my feet at the Old Amphitheater; taps were played during the Bugle Call to Remember in honor, then again as they spread out throughout the cemetery- to honor the fallen. I could scarcely distinguish them through the haze, but the sound of sadness echoed over and over and over throughout the cemetery. God Bless you, my brave soldiers. I salute you. I shall remember you and all the fallen soldiers in wars past and present – who devoted their lives to keeping peace and freedom on foreign soil and at home. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

It was a racetrack for his little boy, two weeks since, to the day that he had buried his father. The sacrifices people make. Every day. Not only for those who died but also for those they leave behind. With that memory burned in my head, I lay down my thanks and step over the fresh sod, barely rooted on the newly dug graves. Until we meet again.

I look at that, knowing it could be today, except it was in a few years back. I went to visit the grave on Veterans Day, These are markers for the grave until the headstones were completed. It usually takes a couple of months. and will be one stone, with the whole crew together, which is probably exactly how they would have wanted it.

I'm not sure what drives me to visit the eternal flame, the final resting place of John F. Kennedy. I can remember my Grandparents, lamenting over the loss of JFK decades after he was gone... This was a stark turning point in a decade that seemed to hold so much promise in the beginning but fell into so much strife and turmoil. One has to wonder how our nation, society, and public psyche might have been like if this tragedy were avoided.

While my bleeding, bleeding heart cannot help but ponder what might have been for these brave men and women, I know it is unhealthy for me constantly dwell on it. So you know, I stroll along the canopy of life, usually in a most positive manner, but, will freely admit that my heart belongs to bearers of honor.

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May there be @alwaysaflower for you. And just like that, these words are over. Come back tomorrow and we'll do it again. Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Don't ever forget what a wonderful world we live in, people. Some days, it is not as easy to see, just how wonderful it really is. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.