Us, in Grateful Remembrance
There is a certain kind of silence that gathers around a table on Memorial Day.
Not an empty silence.
A full one.
A silence shaped by stories told many times before.
By photographs carefully framed.
By folded flags placed with honor.
By roses set gently at the center — red for courage, red for love.
Memorial Day is not only about what was lost.
It is about who was given.
Sons.
Daughters.
Brothers.
Sisters.
Fathers.
Mothers.
Ordinary people who answered a call greater than themselves.
Around tables like this one, families remember.
They laugh at old stories.
They repeat favorite phrases.
They speak names aloud so they are never reduced to history.
There is sadness, yes.
But there is also gratitude.
Because love does not end with sacrifice.
It deepens.
And faith tells us that no act of courage is unseen. No life given in service disappears into nothingness. We trust that the God who numbers our days also holds our heroes in eternal remembrance.
Memorial Day invites us to pause — not only for a moment of silence, but for a moment of gratitude.
For the freedoms we live within.
For the sacrifices we did not personally have to make.
For the families who continue to carry both pride and absence.
Today, we do not celebrate war.
We honor devotion.
We honor loyalty.
We honor love of country expressed at the highest cost.
From our family at Zephyr to yours —
May this Memorial Day be one of reverent remembrance.
May we speak their names.
May we give thanks.
And may we live in a way worthy of what was given.
Always with gratitude. 🇺🇸✨
