I have got to get into gear here in my blogs and also my vlogs. Its pretty hard to be faithful to it, I'm not going to lie. Today has been pretty uneventful. We left our host Home in Camden, NY. We had an amazing night last night. Met many Gold Star families. I was talking to a Gold Star dad last night and just mentioned that the Gold Star Families are the greatest people in the world. But, I wish I didn't meet them, I would have never met them if their son or daughter wasn't killed. I do really like them. But, being a GSF (Gold Star Family) member is the club nobody wants to be a part of. Does that make any sense?
I went to a Cemetery earlier today, and almost cried. I hate seeing these names on marble and granite. Hate it so much. Such a sad thing to see people die before their time. God does have his plans. But, I would never want to experience the grief of losing a child or spouse. Incredible sacrifice, incredible courage and strength. Goodnight.
The paradox of insular language
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