What an amazing day! It all started out at 5:30 am for the make-up, hair primping, and clothing decision making! But it was well worth it as getting up bright-eyed and bushy tailed to go and spend some time with the Wounded Warrior Project and the kids that were there was all worth it.
It's interesting, any time people think of Veterans Day, one may automatically think of only those that serve but somehow sometimes we forget that there are many people that stand beside that veteran. Specifically, speaking in this instance the kids.
So with this mentioned, I wanted to blog about these amazing kids that handle their parents being in the services so gracefully. Arriving at the Wounded Warrior Projects pre-parade festivities tent, I knew I was going to meet some pretty amazing people and those definately included the toddlers, kids, tweens, and even teens - all who are part of the Wounded Warrior Project family members. It was pretty early in the morning when I arrived so not only was I surprised to see little ones there, but imagine this, they were there not only helping out the volunteers to get things set up but also doing this with a smile and without one word of complaint of how it was cold and so early in the morning. I was amazed, yet not surprised as it was pretty clear the kids that were in attendance understood and knew very well the value of charity and service.
Perhaps it is because they see and live it everyday that they already "know the routine" but none the less I think it's pretty admirable for kids to somehow be able to manage their parents going on deployments for unknown periods of time. I would think they probably grow up a little faster as well. Which when it comes to maturity and understanding gratitude it may not be such a bad thing. So Kudos to all the Wounded Warrior Project kids that were there bright eyed and bushy tailed lending a hand, being of such great disposition, and to top it off walking the parade as well. You all remind us that being grateful for what you do have is ageless.
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