Memorial Day

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Memorial Day paradeAccording to Wikipedia, Memorial Day was first observed to honor those who died during the American Civil War. Today the holiday commemorates all who have died serving our country while in the military. Although celebrated with parades and speeches instead of greeting cards, the significance of the day can be lost in the sales and long weekend that herald the practical – if unofficial – start of summer.

My experience with this ultimate sacrifice is distant. I know of World War II as history, although my uncle served. As with the Korean War, despite an older brother serving. I could have been drafted for Vietnam, however the luck of the lottery and the war’s waning allowed me to continue my college education. And I don’t know anyone who was killed or wounded.

Much of my career has supported the technology that enables our military; however, with one exception, my small contributions have been pretty academic, generally years away from deployment. It’s easy to become engrossed in the technical problems and solutions and never seriously consider the men and women in uniform who will rely upon the system to carry out their missions.

This year we mark five years in Iraq, in a campaign whose justification and scope now seem incredibly misguided. Did the removal of Saddam Hussein warrant the resulting turmoil in Iraq, the sacrifices of so many of our service women and men, and the tremendous drain on our economy? My point, though, is not to denigrate this war.

Rather, I want to acknowledge the incredible service that our military is making. To those who have died, to those who are wounded – particularly those whose lives are forever altered, to those who have served long and probably multiple tours away from family, to those who honor the commitment to serve country, and to those who do so despite misgivings about the current policy…

This Memorial Day is for you.

May I and the rest of the country understand your sacrifice and give you the respect and honor you deserve for your devoted service. Thank you, each one of you. May you return home safely to your families, and may the rest of your lives be blessed.

First hit

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Grant, my 12-year-old son, is playing in the local Cal Ripken baseball league this spring, the first time he’s played baseball in three years.  Eight games into the season, he hadn’t had a hit, either being walked or striking out each time he was at bat.  This afternoon, during game nine, he crossed the threshold of self confidence, earning a double with a solid hit to center field.

One of Grant’s coaches, who was out of town on business and missed the game, called from Chicago tonight to congratulate him.  Thanks, coach.  That was a very classy thing to do.

I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” — Maya Angelou

Long absence… too much doing

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I knew it had been a while since I last posted, yet I am startled to see how long it has actually been: more than two months.

Why the void?  Writer’s block, lack of gratitude, inability to voice that for which I am or should be grateful?  Probably some of that.  More pertinent, though, is my conundrum between doing and being.

The past several months I feel I have been working on a never-ending stream of commitments, commitments I have willingly made with a few that just come with living — like taxes.  This busyness reflects a cultural norm: our self image is tied to what we do and accomplish and, no doubt to excess, the material wealth and possessions that we accumulate.

In my case, I also fall prey to taking on what sounds interesting and where I can contribute and, therefore, feel I should.  My “yeses” inevitably lead to becoming overwhelmed, especially when everything is due at once! (Why do deadlines bunch up like that?)

I recall listening to a sermon where the minister advised us to balance doing with being.

Her theme was that each of us is separate from what we do, and we need to allow ourselves time for just being.  To live meaningful and fulfilling lives, we require and deserve quiet reflection, to discern who we truly are and our relationship to the world and the transcendent mystery of life.

These blog postings come from my own process of discernment.  When I don’t take time for reflection, I find myself plodding along the ruts of the dirt road and losing the view of the surrounding trees, the hills in the distance, and the puffy white clouds overhead.

I am grateful that I have much meaningful work to do and am able to contribute towards positive outcomes.  Nevertheless, I also need to regain my balance between the doing and being.

May you find the right point of harmony in your own life.