The Real Heroes

Today’s guest blogger is my sister, Caroline.   The following is a letter she wrote to the editor of the Paris (Texas, that is…) newspaper.

Dear Editor,

Sometimes my days are measured in small achievements, the laundry, the dishwasher emptied, a dinner cooked, or even children bathed and fed.  I have a five month old baby and a three year old son.  But today, I took my children and stood on Clarksville Street as the procession of U.S. Marine Sgt. Jay M. Hoskins passed by.  I was moved to think of his widow, expecting their second child.  How will her days be measured, knowing that no one will come home at five o’clock?  In small achievements or in just surviving another day, minute, or second?

What can be offered for such a sacrifice?  Like so many citizens of Paris, my presence was all I could offer today.  But, I believe my one small achievement on this particular day was to teach my sons to show honor and gratitude to the memory of one who has offered his life for my personal freedom.
Thank you, Caroline W.

Thank you, Caroline, for the gracious reminder that we need to celebrate the real heroes in life and as equally important that we teach our children the great value we place on our freedom. Freedom comes at a cost.

What have you done to honor those who have sacrificed for your personal freedom?

What creative ideas do you have for teaching your children the importance of honoring “the real heroes” in life?

Let me know your thoughts!
Heather