Over EZ with Rick

A Club No One Wants To Join

When I was little I remember my Grandmother saying "There but for the Grace of God go I." We'd see someone who appeared homeless, someone in a wheelchair and Nanny would utter the familiar, "there but for...". I was reminded of this quote just this weekend in Estes Park where the Blue Star Mothers of Durango had asked me to M.C. the Gold Star Weekend they sponsor. I have done it every year since it started, but this year really stood out because so many Gold Star family members were there. 141 gathered at the Lakeshore Lodge, coming from Colorado, New Mexico and Arizona to honor their fallen loved ones. It's a drive none of them wished to make under these circumstances, to be in a club that no one wants to belong to. They gather to be with others who honestly do know what they're going through. Here they find comfort in people who are on the same journey they are. Some lost loved ones at the start of the Iraq war in 2003 and others lost loved ones just months ago. All are trying to find peace and for some it's obvious it's still a long ways away. As we met on Sunday I could hear through the partitioned walls the sound of a celebration on the other side. I walked around to see a large group enjoying a late breakfast, friendship and many laughs. They had no idea that just a few feet away, on the other side of the wall, were Moms and Dads who were struggling with losing a child in war. They couldn't know that the freedom to enjoy a beautiful fall day in Estes Park had been defended by the loved ones of the people they couldn't hear crying behind the partition. To everything there is a season and sorrow and happiness will come. For a few hours Sunday they were side-by-side and Nanny was right, There but for the Grace of God Go I.

09/29/2010 5:56AM
A Club No One Wants To Join
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