Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Every night Eric asks me what my favorite part of my day was. Here is last Monday's:
On Monday, while the kids and I were at the airport, I noticed two soldiers in uniform standing a short way up from us talking to one another. I knew we'd be walking right past them, and I made up my mind that I was going to thank them for their service. Its something my mother always does, but I have never been outgoing enough to do it myself. As we approached the men, they turned to talk to Amos. They couldn't have possibly made it any easier for me.
I said to Amos, "Hey, can you tell those guys thank you?"
Without missing a beat Amos yelled, "THANK YOU!"
Amos is really good at "thank you." My eyes watered up and I had to keep moving. I realized right then that I really am so grateful for any and everyone who would lay down their life for this country so that my family is safe. I am grateful for those who give up time with their family so that I can be with mine. I know that moment meant a lot to me, and it is definitely going to stick with me. I hope it doesn't stick with those soldiers though. I hope they hear "thank you" so many times that they all start to run together. I hope the little boy that yelled it at them in the Salt Lake City airport is just one of many they heard that day.
Posted by Laura Horne at 11:38 PM