I’m not sure there’s much I could say here that I haven’t said in past years, I have a niece and nephew currently serving, my husband, dad, husband’s stepdad, grandfather, uncles, cousins of both genders… all have served. I am incredibly grateful. I am incredibly saddened by war. I am thankful for the good our soldiers do around the world to help those less fortunate. I think that’s about all I can handle this time around. This is my favorite poem which has been reported as one for veterans… but if something happened to me, I hope someone would read it at my funeral… it’s beautiful and circle of life, and comforting. I hope it would give my family some peace.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.