Memorial Day. Climb every mountain. Every Stone Mountain.
Memorial Day.
I just could stay at home and sit on the couch.
Well. I wouldn’t be sitting on the couch anyway.
I wanted to go to North Georgia and hike. But there wasn’t enough time.
So next best thing was to head to Stone Mountain. My youngest and husband were the only two that I could talk into joining me.
So we headed up and up.
It was a lovely day.
To be out and about.
I couldn’t help but think of Army Spec. Erica Alecksen today. She was killed in Afghanistan last July 8.
In working on a story, I spoke with her mother and her aunt. Her pastor and her husband. The funeral director.
She had just turned 21.
It’s hard to think of a mother who lost her only daughter to a IED so deep that even the dogs couldn’t sniff it out.
Today was just a nice day with family.
Thinking Erica’s mother and brother and of all those who are missing a family member today killed in the line of service.
Memorial Day should never be just the day that marks the beginning of summer.
