So one piece that I didn’t address as much as I should have last night…the notion of soldiers being unrecognized in social settings. Here’s my piece on it.
It is uncomfortable if you don’t know someone, to say something to them. But if the “someone” we’re talking about is a man or woman serving the country, then you should feel 100% comfortable (and honored) to talk to them.
We are among heroes. We walk by them every day, whether we acknowledge their presence and their efforts and their dedication…they are there.
I have recently made an effort to try and thank every soldier I come into contact with – even if it’s just a quick passing by of “Thank you for your service,” it is mutually beneficial. I feel as though I did what little I can to support them, and on the other hand, who knows how much that person needed to hear my meager words of thanks?
I can only imagine the emotional turmoil that men and women of the armed forces struggle through every day, both abroad and on home soil. Furthermore, the strain that comes with being a family member of one of these real-life heroes must be the ultimately difficult combination of fear and pride. If I can even do my one little bit to show my appreciation for these individuals or their families, then I have done a good deed for the day.
I’ve heard it said that the most dedicated people are the ones who know that what they’re doing is making a difference, and going on, that if the end result of the work they’re doing is beneficial to society, then it is all worth it. So I have decided that I will be the one to say it if no one else will: I respect you. I commend you. I salute you. I wish I could do something more than this, but all I can do is thank you.