“It is my duty as a Pararescueman to save life and to aid the injured. I will be prepared at all times to perform my assigned duties quickly and efficiently, placing these duties before personal desires and comforts. These things we (I) do, that others may live.”
Not my photo. I actually don't bring a camera or phone as it is too much trouble and I am there to do a job. No pockets and the weather was warm yesterday, so not even a jacket. I took some two days before and then again today after it was done
The gates opened up at 8 am and you always try to get there early. There are literally thousands of people behind you. What does that say about people? I have to admit, these are the times when my faith in human beings is restored. Volunteer somewhere, anywhere. You will meet the most amazing people who have much to give. Of course, where ever I go, whatever I do, I seem to meet the most incredible people.
And, of course, we must have a flower, always...to color my world. I dedicate this picture to #SundayPurple for the #ColorChallenge by @Kalemandra. Nobody colors like she does.
They have rules in place so that the only wreaths that are picked up are the ones from Wreaths Across America. All the other wreaths, flowers and decorations stay behind. Some decorate the trees, some leave teddy bears and other expressions of their love. How can you not let the love flow? When gathered, you put them in the dumpsters that are all over the cemetery. If that is full, resist the urge to stomp them down, that is certainly verboten. You have to walk further down the road and find another one, that hopefully is not full. There were plenty of them.
Of course, how can I not connect with this? I now have a face to the name, and they made a special vase to hold flowers, with his picture on it, flowers all over and just with these small bits, I feel like I know him just a little. "Buck" was definitely a guy who was fun and love. I can feel it.
I cannot seem to go to Arlington without giving the audience to at least one changing of the guard.
The changing of the guard ceremony is like that, a precise, stop-start ballet performed by three men — commander, relief sentinel, and the retiring sentinel— alternating between smooth and sharp, silence and staccato pops. ... Inspection completed, the ceremony is all about walking and stillness. source
I must say that I feel good, and my heart is always a little lighter when I am able to do something positive in life. I want to thank you for coming along with me and of course, we'll see you next year!
And just like that, this post is done. I want to thank @ace108 and @c0ff33a for hosting these challenges and even though the day is done, I can guarantee that there is still a little sunshine left in my heart. Have a most fabulous evening!
Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Because of you, I come back to post, again and again, where the conversation becomes deeper, creating a circle of intimacy. You, me, and the world around us. We share our friendship, companions of the surrounding love. I raise my glass to you, my friends. For you are what makes me come back to this place and share in your writings, your pictures, your life. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.
they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
"where does it hurt?"
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