Memorial Day: Remember and Give Thanks

copyright kanzensakura

copyright kanzensakura

My father was in the onslaught at Omaha beach. He only spoke of it once – how the bodies where so thick in the ocean where many had drowned, you could almost walk on them. How the sand of the beach was drenched with blood. My father lied about his age so he could join early.

He loved his country and his family and came back from the war forever changed. He was a tender, smiling man, gentle. There wasn’t a baby or animal who didn’t trust him or hesitated to be held in those loving arms.

If you live where you can believe as you want to believe, speak your mind, vote, spend your money as you wish, raise a family, worship as you choose, then don’t forget to thank a Veteran or someone currently serving in the Armed Forces. If you are in McDonald’s or Starbucks and the person in line in front of you is a current service member or law enforcement officer, fire fighter, emergency worker – thank them and buy them a cup of coffee. They do so much for us, the least we can do is say “Thank You”.

Here is a link to a post I did when I was given the Inner Peace Award.  I accepted it in memory of my father.     Have a safe and happy day and remember…

copyright Kanzensakura - my father, far left, Paris, 21st birthday

copyright Kanzensakura – my father, far left, Paris, 21st birthday


8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Laura M Kaminski
    May 25, 2015 @ 12:46:15

    Thank you for this post.


  2. Bryan Ens
    May 25, 2015 @ 12:50:28

    We do, truly, have much to be thankful for, and owe a great deal to those who paid the price (and yes, I include those who came home alive as having paid the price too!!)


  3. Let's CUT the Crap!
    May 25, 2015 @ 13:07:19

    A good reminder, Kanzen.

    We must all be thankful for the generosity of those who have gone to war for us, else we wouldn’t be here now but for them. ❤ ❤ ❤


  4. Bernice
    May 25, 2015 @ 13:11:50

    Such a sweet reminder to thank those who serve! We always say… freedom is not free.


    May 25, 2015 @ 15:08:55

    Such a beautiful piece. I almost can’t write poems for days such as this anymore–too emotional, the losses which continue and continue, the needs–especially for gratitude, respect, generosity in kind.


  6. katiemiafrederick
    May 25, 2015 @ 15:38:18

    Yes.. IN freedom we stand upon the bones of many who give the ultimate
    sacrifice for Love of family, friends, and country..:)

    And on Memorial Day.. I often tell Veterans thank you for their service..
    they often turn around and tell me this is a day to celebrate those
    who give the ultimate sacrifice and not me..

    And i tell them.. well.. everyday is a good day to
    celebrate all of those who serve in the military
    to protect the greatest blessing that is
    human freedom..;)

    And that does go
    well beyond the
    military for the
    soldiers of


  7. Mary
    May 25, 2015 @ 18:14:07

    A very movie write, Toni. I can understand your father speaking of Omaha Beach only once…and there is no doubt that such an experience would change him forever. And yes, buying a coffee for a service member is the least we can do!


    • kanzensakura
      May 25, 2015 @ 18:43:08

      At one point in our lives, my husband had been laid off from a job. No matter how hard it was during that time, he always would buy a cup of coffee or the lunch or breakfast biscuit for a member of the armed forces if they were in line. We never had a harder time because of it and if anything, good things came from it. I was always so proud of him for doing this and so glad to do such a small thing in return.


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