For a moment I felt bad for not remembering, as if I'd let my sister and all the missing children down by not realizing today was May 25th. Rather than beat myself up for being human I smiled because for the first time in many years, I didn't wake up thinking "It's Missing Children's Day and Heidi is still missing."
To be honest with you, this slip of the mind is actually a sign of growth. Instead of thinking of my own personal loss and grief, I woke with thoughts of joining our community to remember the men, women, and families that live a life of service. They've given all. I think of the men and women serving. I think of the families they leave at home to wait for their return, and their not knowing. I think of the freedoms we have because of those who chose to serve. I think of our missing children and their families, living a journey they didn't choose, yet one that makes us stronger each day.
To honor all our missing, recovered, and discovered missing children...a few videos today. Thank you for remembering the missing, the fallen, the discovered, and recovered. Thank you for remembering the families. Thank you for taking time out of your holiday weekend for an extra prayer for these men, women, and children. Thank you for lifting our missing children and our service men, women, and families in your prayer throughout the year. May we be the ones to inspire love, hope, change, and goodness in the world.