This is what I see when I think of Memorial Day. I was in my early 20s and my boyfriend had just returned to Camp Pendleton from the Iraq War. He and I attended a memorial upon his return. 1/ #memorialday2022#txcd2
I will never forget how it felt to witness these solemn ceremonies. They are powerful and soul-crushingly heartbreaking. It is also the reality of war. 2/
For my family members and friends who have lost their lives in service to our country, and to those who have served or continue to serve, I thank you. 3/2
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Today as I reflect on the sacrifices that so many men, women and families made for the freedoms that we all enjoy, I am thinking fondly of family and friends who have both served and returned home, and those who made the ultimate sacrifice. 1/ #MemorialDay2022#txcd2
But my thoughts keep returning to my great-Uncle, my grandmother's brother, Henry Lawless. Uncle Henry was killed during World War II. 2/
Clearly, I did not know Uncle Henry, but my grandmother spoke lovingly about him. She was there the day that the telegram arrived saying he had been killed in action. She was deeply affected by that experience. 3/