For some, Memorial Day will never be happy. So I wish you a sincere Memorial Day. Remember those who served and died...men and women like Maj. Gregory Stone, one of my husband's friends who died in the Iraq War. Honor their memory, known and unknown to you, for their commitment, their sacrifice, their love of country.
I know many bloggers will post patriotic cards today, but I'm posting a sympathy card because of a post I read on Facebook. A wife of a fallen soldier (and the mother of a child he never met) wrote about how hard this day is, especially when people wish her a happy Memorial Day. So here's a sympathy card, because every one of those whose memory we honor today left behind family and friends who personally grieve them.
For those who mourn, a card of comfort.
Inspired completely by Loll's layout |
Mercy, grace, peace, love, and remembrance,
Susan
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stamps: Uniko
paper: Papertrey white
inks: Ranger Distress
accessories: acetate sheet, spray bottle, butterfly punch, rhinestones, craft foam, glue
Ever so right on!
ReplyDeleteLu C
Thanks, Lu C.
DeleteYes, Susan. Everything about this post...YES!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Judy.
DeleteSo good to remember the sacrifices of so many.
ReplyDeleteso perfect -- your words *and* the card!
ReplyDeleteyour card and words are so powerful. This should be must read for all.
ReplyDeleteSusan, if I may share a poem, it goes along with your card and your statements about Memorial Day:
ReplyDeleteby Father Denis Edward O’Brien, USMC
It is the soldier, not the reporter,
Who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet,
Who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer,
Who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag,
Who allows the protester to burn the flag.
What a beautiful card, and so perfect for the day.
ReplyDeleteI'm one of the fortunate generation - my family members were all either too old or too young to fight, although my parents were teenagers that lived through WWII in the Netherlands. I'm praying that our children will never have to face the horrors of war first hand.