There is no remedy for love but to love more.
-Henry David Thoreau
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And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.
-Paulo Coelho
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Thank you to all of those who served and gave their lives so that we can enjoy all that there is to enjoy in our beautiful country.
Yesterday was Memorial Day, and we would like to thank all of those fallen veterans and their families for their service and commitment to America. Many members of my and my husband’s family (including my dad and both of our grandfathers) were military vets. Both of Gram’s brothers were in the military as well.
Memorial Day is a day to give honor to those heroes we have lost protecting our freedoms and all that is America. Without them, we would not feel safe, and I hope we all took a moment to remember that this weekend. Although it’s an extra day off and a time for BBQ’s and gathering of friends and family, it’s also a day to look up to the sky and say “THANK YOU“.
Memorial Day is also a big day in CrossFit gyms all over the country. In honor and memory of Navy Lt. Michael Murphy who died in Afghanistan on June 28, 2005, at age 29, we all do a Hero Workout called “Murph”. The workout originally called “Body Armor” was Michael Murphy’s favorite which consisted of:
- 1-mile run
- 100 pull-ups
- 200 push-ups
- 300 air squats
- 1-mile run
- … in a 20-lb. weight vest or body armor (women wear a 14-lb vest)
Many people in the CrossFit world and even those in other fitness arenas have all heard of Murph and many set goals for this workout each year. I had a friend complete it for the first time this year. Her goal was just to do the whole thing. And she did, in just over an hour! Another friend did it for the second year in a row. Her goal was to beat her time from the previous year and she did! Whatever your goal is, go out there and give all you can, and while you are grueling away at this workout for an hour think about what our fallen heroes endured on the battlefield.
I started CrossFit in October 2016 as you read in “Life Changes” and my first Murph was Memorial Day 2017. I wasn’t sure what I was doing or what to expect but it has become one of my favorite workouts even though I don’t like running. Every time I do it, I almost cry thinking about the hero we are honoring. He gave his life while I am only giving an hour of my long weekend. I also think about the battles that others go through like cancer and how blessed I am that I can still run and do pull-ups and push-ups and squats. In 2017, I finished Murph at 44:05 with no vest. Yesterday, I beat that time and finished in 38:41. I couldn’t believe it! I wanted to do my best and I tried to run those miles as fast as I could. Maybe CrossFit isn’t for you and that is okay. Maybe make a commitment each Memorial Day to do something. Go for a walk, donate to a cause, do 30 burpees… whatever it is just do it in memory of a fallen soldier who has given his/her life for you.
I hope that we can all take a minute this week to appreciate those who gave and those who continue to give so much for our country. I hope we never forget what those amazing men and women have done over the years to protect our freedoms. Many Americans don’t realize how good we have it, and how much our military presence in other countries prevents further wars and conflicts. I am not sure it is for us to understand, but I think it is for us to appreciate and honor those heroes and to say thank you for your service when you see them. I think back to how my grandparents talked about going into the service. And it was just what you did. Just to be pulled to that calling. It is inspiring. Thank you to our American Heroes!
Memorial Day
Thank you to our soldiers, veterans, and their families for all of their sacrifices yesterday, today, and always.
“Those who have long enjoyed such privileges as we enjoy forget in time that men have died to win them.”
– Franklin D. Roosevelt
“Home of the free, because of the brave.”
– Unknown
Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius, and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.
-Marilyn Monroe
Every time I hear the song “Hell of a View” by Eric Church, I think of my niece and nephew. They love that song and sing every word. I think they like it because it says “I smoked my Bronco tires outta that town” and their Pops has a Bronco. They seem to like songs they can relate to. I hope they embrace the meaning of that song and take chances with their “toes hanging off the ledge with nothing to lose”. I hope they take chances and live life to the fullest every day like they are now.
When we are driving around from playground to playground and that song comes on, the kids sit in the backseat bobbing their heads and singing without a care in the world. Meanwhile, I am trying to fight back tears because I am thinking about how much I want my sister to be there with us. And how mad and sad and pissed I am that she was taken from us and from them. I am so upset that she isn’t here to hear them sing and to squeeze them when they go to bed every night. I know she is here in spirit, but I want to hear her laugh and see her smile.
May 7th, 2018 was when we lost her after her 18-month battle with cancer. It really hasn’t stopped hurting since. I am not sure any of us have truly gotten over it. How can you? But somehow we have to try to find a way to get by, and we have to believe there is something bigger out there. So I guess we are supposed to be grateful that her pain is gone, and that she has a hell of a view up there.
May is a hard month for our family. Nine years ago on May 23, my sister, mom, and I held my dad’s hand as he took his last earthly breath after his nine-year battle with lung cancer. My dad was only 61 years old. I look at my friends and family around me now and think we are not far from 61. It’s unbelievable how young he really was. I am so glad he fought long enough to know my sister was pregnant, and he tried to hold on to see that sweet baby girl but didn’t make it. Days like this make me sad he didn’t get the chance to hold his grandchildren and spoil them. He would have had so much fun with those little ones. In his quiet way, he would have taught them so much. He LOVED music, too, and could have introduced them to some real classics. He could tell you the artist and name of almost any song. I still remember my dad’s face when he got a Bose stereo for Christmas one year. That was a hell of a view.
Because this past Sunday was the 23rd, I went to church. I felt that I needed to hear some kind of message. God must have sent the Pastor a sign because it seemed he knew just what I needed to hear. The message was that we are on a journey. The journey isn’t going to be easy and there are going to be challenges. He said God doesn’t call us to do anything he doesn’t think we can handle. Trials are necessary but God promises unconditional love and everlasting life. Jesus gave it all for us so we need to trust that God will give it all to us if we give it all to him. It is hard to think about the promise of Heaven when we are here on Earth just doing what we think is best. Sometimes it’s hard to see past the trials. Sometimes it’s hard not to question why. Sometimes it’s hard not to be envious of a friend who still has their father or their sibling. But I guess we need to believe, and we need to realize life is precious. Make the best of it and appreciate the view.
This quote from Mother Teresa pretty much sums up how I feel at times. She said,
I know God will not give me anything I can’t handle. I just wish that He didn’t trust me so much.
I guess God thinks I am one strong cookie with all the trials he has sent my way. But maybe we all feel that way. All of us have losses and struggles. Many of us question why. One day we will find out. One day we will be up in Heaven with a Hell of a View. Until then live life with your toes hanging off the ledge.
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