A reflection about being wished a “Happy Memorial Day”

Several recent marketing emails I’ve received lately were titled “Happy Memorial Day”. My response?  Cringing. “Happy”? I don’t want to disparage the senders, but language is important to me. Word choice and imagery, critical.

This day where we remember our war dead, “happy”, to me, misses the point. “Thoughtful”, perhaps. “Reflective” works well, too. Thinking about the history and imagery around “Memorial Day”, and I don’t see joy, happiness; just somberness.

I think of WWI, the masses of humanity ground up in the machinery of war. Also, as its armistice was drawn up yet the fighting, and dying, continued so that leaders could enjoy symbolism; war’s madness, too. Elements which have not faded from the modern battle field.

The loss of so much potential; of sons, fathers, friends. I find such deeply sobering.

I don’t feel anger or offense, though, which is so often our favorite response. Just contemplative consideration.

Sunday Review

It was a great, if fast, weekend. Didn’t get down to the kexp kick off (for their new space) Saturday, which I’d really hoped to get to. But meeting with friends was much too important.

Saturday evening, we hung out with one set of friends. Jus a BBQ, low key and lovely. Also got me down to Edmonds which alwasy pleases me.

Today was a friend’s daughter 5th birthday. My teen aged son was a good sport and helped out with the little kids. He really has a talent with young kids. Which makes me super proud.

Met some good friends of friends. And these folks were the kind of folks that you click with instantly and want to spend more time with. Left the party already Facebook friends. Funny world, no?

Sun in Seattle is always delightful. Got outside a bit, which was wondrous. And got a good amount of rest in. Very important for the full recharge. Which I need….desperately.