As someone whose family has lost multiple loved ones and friends in the Wars that America has participated in, my family always tries to get together on Memorial Day and go visit the graves of those that have given the ultimate sacrifice to this country. In our moment of silence we remember and reflect on the memories we have of them and all the good times we will have when we see them again. It is a sombering experience, one I will never be comfortable with. I am not saying that it irritates me or anything like that, far from it, but rather it is something I will never truly get used to. We have Doing this my entire life and I break down each and every year. My great grandfather, my grandfather on my dads side, my cousin, and two of my very good friends in life gave theirs for this country so that I could enjoy the freedoms that make this country great. After we visit the graves, we travel back to my grandmothers for some comfort food and just some more reflection on our fallen family members. When we were young this was a day to get Together and have fun with each other, but As my cousins and myself grow older we tend to not enjoy this day to have fun, but rather it has humbled us and just makes us appreciate everything and everyone in our lives so much more.
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