I think I take a lot for granted in my life. Coming home after 48 hours of having a great time in Vegas with the love of my life, and I'm so thankful to be back to my home. My cushy pillow top bed. My perfect cup of coffee, exactly the way I like it made by my husband every morning. The luxuries of my life that I don't even think twice about.
Today is Veterans Day. I'm sorry to say, the only Veteran that I knew I talked to was my Dad and I was so busy rattling off stuff about my perfect vacation that I didn't even thank him for what he did 47 years ago.
Here's my Uncle Robert in 1965.
This is my Aunt Jeri who also served.
My Aunt Jeri was serving in Foot Hood, Texas and so was my Dad. My Mom went to visit her sister. She met my Dad and the rest is history. I guess I have more than one reason to be thankful for our military.
Tonight, I'll hold my kids a little longer and hug them a little tighter because I missed them. And, I'll think about the brave men and women who do a job that I never could who are missing their kids, their beds and their perfect cup of coffee.