Hugh’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Week 11: Rust
This is an old wheel from our family farm in Illinois. This farm started with my great-grandfather, was handed down to my grandfather, now belongs to my father and his siblings, and someday will be divided among the our five siblings. It is where I go to rejuvenate. It is where I take my daughter a couple times a year to enjoy the open air, hummingbirds, deer, cats, long walks, river, crops, and general good life. The history of this place is astounding. I am proud to call this my second home.
Memorial Day. The day that we remember all people who have lost their lives in war. A day that we think about the family and friends of those lost in war. I day that we honor the ones who fought and are currently fighting in a war. I have the utmost respect for all of those people.
What I would like to remember today, however, is that war is awful, sad, destructive, negative, hurtful, and deadly. Yes, I understand that historically, war brought freedom and democracy. But what if we changed things up a bit and approached our differences from a place of understanding, tolerance, kindness, love, and peace. If you listen to the teachings of some of the most influential figures in our history, words of war never leave their lips.
I want my daughter to live in a world of peace. A place where war is only found in the history books. I know she will experience contrast. I know there will be disagreements. I know that we must live in a variety of ways. But I also know that mutual respect, tolerance, and kindness are really very simple concepts. Much more feasible than fear, anger, war, destruction and death. One is neat. The other is messy. Simple.
So today I say thank you to those who have sacrificed so much to fight for our country. I look forward to the day that you can come home and never have to fight again. Come home. Be at peace. Keep it simple.