On Veteran’s Day…

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The maple tree has lost its shining leaves. That today’s rain and wind have swept away all traces of red and gold seems somehow appropriate, for tomorrow is Veteran’s day.

War and strife seem to be a constant to the human condition throughout recorded history. The last century bloodied the page with two horrific world wars. In my own lifetime there have been World War II, Korea, Vietnam, the Gulf War and Iraq… and the conflict in Afghanistan is still ongoing. Through it all fighting men and women have marched or flown or sailed out to meet the challenge and the danger, have knowingly put their lives in harm’s way for home and country.

Some will march in Veteran’s day parades, their medals and ribbons testifying to courage and sacrifice beyond our understanding. These veterans may remember the beach at Normandy or battles in the Pacific; they might recall the icy winds of Korea or the heat of desert and jungle. They will have memories of hardships faced and friendships forged. But foremost in their memories, I think, will be the lost comrades, so many, so very many, who could not come home.

There are heroes on the home front, too—those who wait for husbands and wives, mothers and fathers, sons and daughters who are stationed far away. They wait with hope that their loved ones are safe and will return, and on Veteran’s day we are reminded that as a nation we all share that hope.

Tomorrow we will honor all who serve and those who have served. We will honor the men and women who are far away in distant lands; we will thank those who have come home, their duty done. And we will  remember those who can never again march in a parade; we will honor them with pride and with tears and pledge to always remember their sacrifice.

Someday, soon, let there be peace throughout the world!

Buffeted by wind

Tree has lost its shining leaves…

But we remember.

 

 

 

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About Maureen C. Wartski

I’m Maureen Wartski, writer, artist, wife, mother, grandmother; you can see that I have many of the bases covered. I was born in Ashiya, Japan, a (then) small town which lay cradled between sea and mountains. In the evenings, we would walk along the road that ran past Osaka Bay, and a great moon would rise out of the water to turn the world to silver. I’m told that my first words were, “Big moon!” All my life I have felt the tug to write something, draw something, put together something with fabric, string and color, and the urge to create has grown through the years. I suppose, then, that it’s a natural thing that this blog be full of the things that so many of you enjoy doing…drawing, making something with fabric, and writing. Yuri's Brush with Magic, my newest book for middle schoolers follows the adventures of a brother and sister, the magic of words, and the incredible magic of the natural world. I'd love to hear from you! You can send me a note at: maureen@wartski.org/ My blog is here: https://maureenwartski.wordpress.com/ Or friend me on Facebook!

4 responses »

  1. Maureen, a maple tree that has lost its leaves represents this holiday very well. The military has given so much for our freedom.

    A lady I work with had a day off yesterday; so she took a vet to lunch. Her simple gesture filled her with joy. I imagine it made the vet’s day as well.

  2. What a nice gesture! I remember that a friend of mine once ‘adopted’ for a day a soldier she met at the airport. He was so young, she told me. It made me happy and at the same time I wanted to cry….

  3. Today on the radio I heard from an author who documents veterans’ reactions to their experiences of war. He has discovered that most service men and women, even when they decry the taking of lives, primarily fight for the survival and well being of comrades to their left and to their right, no matter which battle or war. These examples of true humanity cross every ethnic, cultural and educational line. They deserve our appreciation in full measure on this Veterans’ Day and in the future. Thank you Maureen for your inspirational words on this day.

    Fran G.

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