I was far behind our campaign group as I was walking with a wee one, then I was walking in the crowds handing out campaign leaflets.
While walking, smiling and generally quite content I saw a few things that changed what I was doing. I know why we were in the parade, but sometimes even when you think things are about your goals, something humbles you.
I saw several men wearing this hat:
|Photo credit: ushonor.com|
I stopped thinking about my purpose and went and gave each one a hug. These men weren't young men anymore. They were older, some with canes, some with oxygen, yet they were standing and supporting our community and its Independence Day Parade.
Throughout the parade route I saw men wearing hats like this. While I am thankful to have the opportunity to share Bill's campaign goals I cannot forget that people matter. Over the years, I have spoken to veterans that have carried great pain because they survived when their buddy did not. I pray that my hugs to these men, as well as what I said, allowed them comfort. It is not their burden. Life is hard enough without attaching burdens that aren't yours to carry.
With that, my very first parade that I was not on the sidelines for, made me very aware that the story is often not what is in front of us, but behind the scenes.
May we never forget that those that wear the uniform...