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When I was a child, Memorial Day didn’t mean much to me. It pretty much meant a nice three-day weekend with a day off from school. As I entered my teenage years Memorial Day signified the day the swimming pool opened at my parents’ condo in Park City and was something greatly anticipated each year. I have finally come to realize what, in my opinion, is the "real" significance for Memorial Day.
It is a day to pay tribute to loved ones we have lost. It is a day to adorn the graves of those same people. It is a day when the view of the cemetery is absolutely breathtaking. It is a day when many streets are lined up and down with American flags. It is a day for reflection. I choose to use this day as a day of hope. Hope to become a better person; hope also to remember the wonderful qualities of loved ones and hope yet again to try to emulate those qualities to the best of my ability.
When I was a child, Memorial Day didn’t mean much to me. It pretty much meant a nice three-day weekend with a day off from school. As I entered my teenage years Memorial Day signified the day the swimming pool opened at my parents’ condo in Park City and was something greatly anticipated each year. I have finally come to realize what, in my opinion, is the "real" significance for Memorial Day. 
It is a day to pay tribute to loved ones we have lost. It is a day to adorn the graves of those same people. It is a day when the view of the cemetery is absolutely breathtaking. It is a day when many streets are lined up and down with American flags. It is a day for reflection. I choose to use this day as a day of hope. Hope to become a better person; hope also to remember the wonderful qualities of loved ones and hope yet again to try to emulate those qualities to the best of my ability.
2 comments:
Amen, Jodi.
jodi, i hope this doesn't sound cliche...you're my hero. i mean it, your strength, wisdom, insight...very inspiring.
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