Friday, June 28, 2013

A Memory

I was sitting here doing homework when I suddenly remembered a day the lil guy and I had in DC. We were at the Metro station, waiting for our train, when I saw a soldier. Now, I was raised to thank soldiers, whenever possible, and I wanted to teach that to my lil guy as well. So we walked up, said, "excuse me," and then I looked down at my lil guy, and he looked up at me, a little confused. I knelt down next to him and said, "can you say, 'thank you'?" The soldier, seeing what was happening, knelt down as well, and smiled warmly at my lil guy, who did the sign for thank you. "You're welcome." he said, and reached out and clapped him on the shoulder. He stayed down there with us for about a minute, asking the basic questions like how old was my lil guy? was I his mom? his eyes are so blue.... Then his train came, and he stood up, saying, "well I have to leave now. Thank you." And the lil guy and I waved as he jogged away.

I wish I had a picture of this encounter. I think that if I were a soldier, I would be so grateful for little moments like that. Soldiers protect us, and little children are the ones who they work hardest for, I think.

Thank you, soldiers who serve honorably. God bless the USA.

1 comment:

  1. I may have started crying when reading this... maybe... most likely... definitely...