Yesterday was Veterans Day which made my thoughts return to an emotional visit to Normandy where thousands of U.S. military are interred.
There are rows and rows of markers, each one perfectly aligned.
Here and there is acknowledgement of a life given.
On some markers there is no name, and I felt incredible sadness for loved ones left wondering the whereabouts of one who never came home.
Visiting Normandy was a much more impactful experience than I had anticipated, but when at exactly 3:30 PM Taps sounded over the field, it brought me to my knees. Tears fell hot on my cheeks as I thought about all that had been lost in war whether this one or another. I uttered a little prayer that some day we could all learn to live in peace so that lives would not continue to be lost in war. That prayer hasn’t been answered, but I still hope, and I have immense gratitude to the individuals who continue to serve in the military.