I don't really know the meaning of the word.
Do you?
All I know is, visiting the beaches of Normandy, and then the American Memorial and the German Memorial (yes, even the German one...) is humbling.
Makes you think twice.
About the things that matter, the things that don't.
Dad, I love you. Wish you could have been here with me today as I walked the beaches and cried at the memorials. I know you've always wanted to visit Normandy, and you were on my mind the entire time. We'll go one day, Pops, and it'll be awesome to experience together.
Longer blog post to be posted later.
Love to all.
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I love you, too, Carolyn.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad you were able to go there. I hope to share it with you again.
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