i want to live a life that honors the grieving single mom as she raises her kids alone and takes them to visit their daddy's grave; who still sleeps with her husband's shirts just to remember what he smelled like.
i want to live a life that honors the young woman who kissed her fiance goodbye in the airport and didn't realize as he smiled and lifted her chin that this would be the last time she saw his face, heard his heart pounding beneath his uniform, tasted his lips or breathed in his scent.
i want to live a life that honors the single dad who feels lost without the woman he promised he would stand by until the end; who wishes he was still sharing a closet with her clothes and cleaning up all her clutter in the bathroom.
i want to live a life that honors the beautiful beautiful little souls who don't understand yet that their mom or their dad won't be coming home from deployment.
i want to live a life that honors THEM.
i want to live a life that is worthy of the fallen men and women - heroes - who have died to make me free.
i have no right not to love, cherish, and live my life well; for it is a gift...a priceless gift, that cost many their absolute all. never, never, never forget those who have died to protect you.
remember. never forget. live well... honor them.