This is the first Memorial Day Weekend in eight years that I have been “home". I have been living abroad, in a different culture, with different holidays, but all the while blessed with a US Passport bearing my name and photograph.
With that US Passport I have encountered much of the world’s beauty in its people and places. I have seen the good that the USA has been a part of in the nations. I have enjoyed the privilege of being a foreigner that always has a place of promise to call home.
This Memorial Day Weekend I give pause and remember, with thanksgiving, this country and its people that have been used for good in the world and in my life. I don’t take their sacrifice lightly.
I know and remember my blessings by their cost.