End of Week 52 – Happy(?) Anniversary…

If there are 52 weeks in a year, then here we are – one year from the beginning of this project.  And that’s about right since I remember all this starting right around Memorial Day.  As I mentioned last week, I’m not as far along as I wanted to be by now, but I am gathering my resources and trying to get my second wind toward losing more weight.

Last Wednesday my son received his Bachelor’s degree in Behavioral Sciences from Wilmington University.  It was hot, humid and sticky – and I was thrilled!  I gotta say, WilmU knows how to put on a graduation.  They had a huge tent that almost everyone fit under and it cut way down on the heat.  They “live streamed” the ceremony on the Internet and each graduate is getting a complimentary DVD!  The speakers were brief.  The attention was on the graduates, as it should be.

Happy Memorial Day to everyone.  I think we all know the “real” reason for this day, but I want to suggest that no one speak ill of those who celebrate this holiday as the first day of summer.  There was a time in the USA when most people needed to give our veterans, living and dead, more respect.  This peaked during and after the police action in Vietnam.  I am old enough to remember.

However, our society has come a long way since then.  In fact, the pendulum has swung to the other extreme.  My theory is that this is the result of a collective national guilt trip, trying to make up for the earlier lack of respect and outright hostility.  I did not support the Vietnam conflict, but I never blamed the soldiers for it.  I was old enough to know they were just doing their job.  It wasn’t their fault they were ordered to a pointless fight.

Now not a day goes by that we are not told several times to “honor our soldiers,” “remember our fallen,” “pay tribute to our troops,” etc., etc.  I’m always hearing, “Don’t forget those who fight for us.”  How can I?  It is force fed to me during all my waking hours every day.  Don’t get me wrong – I respect the military just as I respect all professions.  I’m married to a veteran, but even he has expressed frustration at being constantly bombarded with these messages (and he is as pro-military as anyone can get)!  We have gone from one extreme to another.  We need a middle ground.  However, if we can’t avoid the extremes, then I prefer the one we are at now.  I will always prefer respect to hostility.

Until next week…..



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