Today’s Reflection comes…why?
Because it’s Friday?
Because it’s the 70th Anniversary of D-Day?
Because it’s the last day my baby boy will live in his 20s?(eek)

Maybe not
Why then
Why Reflect
Why Reminisce
Why Record
Why Remember

Why not?
Does there have to be a Reason?
Do we need an excuse?
Does there have to be a catalyst?
Why not just because today is as good a day as any?
Better yet, why not just because I feel like it?


A double edged sword, to be sure
As many will make us weep as make us smile
Some take us to unhappy times in unhappy places
Some remind us of simple pleasures, small joys, and the blessings we enjoy
While others bring back the people, places, and things, that helped shape who we are, for better or worse


I like to think they are all of value in our lives
Lessons in patience and tolerance?
Lessons in loving and winning or losing and letting go?
Lessons in living in the moment so we may appreciate what we have and not focus on what we don’t?


Sure…all of those things, and more
It could be said there are as many Reasons as there are Reflections
And it could also be said there are as many Reasons not to

But I’m a survivor of the past…yet I believe in ghosts
I may have my windows open in the present, but the back door is still unlocked
Should I close and lock that back door?
Set my sites strictly on what’s ahead?
I could, but there’s just something…in spite of it all
That I can never and will never, leave behind


I’m an old soul
And that’s okay
I’d rather see and know where I came from
Appreciate where I am today
Than worry about where I am going
Because one thing is for sure…

We all end up here, in some form or another…we all end up here



And it all matters…it’s all worth
A Reflection



I wanted to share some of the beauty I found while in London during the fall of 2012.  One of my favorite days was spent wandering the winding paths through Abney Park Cemetery with probably the only person I know who appreciates it as much as I do, but perhaps for different reasons.

I did feel the history as well as the sorrow of what once was, yet was at once at ease in my surroundings.  I saw nothing ugly in the tilted and tipped over stones; felt no outrage at the lack of care for each individual plot.  It felt as natural, and looked as beautiful, as any place I’ve ever seen.  Most laid in that hallowed ground, have been there longer than my own country has existed.  Imagine.  The moments of reflection and wonder spent there will be with me forever.

Do you know why?

In preparation for Memorial Day, May 26th, I’d like to share with you an event that happened in September 2013.

In France.

An event that was not overly (if at all) publicized in the US, though it should have been.

Thankfully, we have friends here and abroad who believe we need to see.

To visualize…just what it is we are memorializing.

Excellent History Lesson  

A large percentage of our country doesn’t know of (or therefore, care) about Normandy during WWII.

Has it been removed from the History Books?  Do they still teach about D-Day?

British artist Jamie Wardley, Andy Moss, and nearly 600 volunteers, took to the beaches of Normandy with rakes and stencils in hand to etch 9,000 silhouettes representing fallen people into the sand.

Titled:   The Fallen 9000 []

The piece is meant as a stark visual reminder of those who died during the D-Day beach landings at Arromanches on June 6th, 1944 during WWII. The original team consisted of 60 volunteers, but as word spread nearly 500 additional local residents arrived to help with the temporary installation that lasted only a few hours before being washed away by the tide.

9,000 Fallen Soldiers Etched into the Sand on Normandy Beach to Commemorate Peace Day on September 25, 2013


A visually stunning reminder of why.

Don’t you agree?

Save a moment during the upcoming ‘Holiday’ to say a word of thanks to all who have, do, and will…serve their countries with one thought in mind…

Our Freedom

God Bless and Godspeed