It’s a silent night, a holy night. How do we follow up the “day of infamy” of Pearl Harbor in a tribute to Our Dad’s Flag when another horrible day of infamy has taken place? It’s a different night — a very silent night. One in which we are left not knowing how to talk to our children. Although we are a few miles from the point of the tragedy, we’re sharing in the difficulty of understanding and our hearts and prayers go out to those who are affected by the horrific acts of the day.
Our Dad came home from his year in Afghanistan this week. Tomorrow we are scheduled to celebrate with our entire family at home, but our flag is now lowered to half staff.
This afternoon, Our Mom and Our Dad received their wee ones off the school bus with big hugs and kisses and very heavy hearts.