My musings.........my thoughts.........my self
I have always found some strange comfort at military graveyards. I suppose it has something to do with a belief that these places are not the symbol of the end but merely the beginning of the next part and the fact that many of these men took that step doing the right thing. Take nation, religion, and whatever else out of it you want. Many of these men died for the guy next to them. But if you further believe in God and the US, or what is meant by that last or as it was or whatever, as I do, then the the notion takes even more depth and the sacrifice of a free life on top of all it makes the thing truly sacrificial in a literal, not secular, sense.I hope some of your memories are laced with some of the sweet that can only be known through love seemingly lost. As painful as it is, I have to think a love known and lost is better by far than the safety of seclusion. Blessings.
What sweet words, Doom. Sweet, sweet words. Thank you.
yeah... what he said....
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