Today is Memorial Day – the day we remember and honor fallen heroes. Many remembrance activities will take place, and many articles and blog posts will be written about this day. Remembering the fallen is important.
Today, though, I want to focus on a hero who fell but keeps going, and someone who should be an incredible inspiration to all of us.
I’m talking about Brendan Marrocco.
I saw a report about him on “Sunday Morning on CBS” yesterday, and I was alarmed, saddened, and tremendously encouraged.
Brendan lost his arms and legs to an IED in Iraq. But he still calls himself fortunate.
I consider myself unfortunate if the milk has passed the expiration date and is no longer drinkable, or if it’s raining cats and dogs outside when I need to go to the store, or that aging means I have to use a magnifying glass to read the small print on the pill bottle, or if I have trouble now opening a jar, or that varicose veins now make my legs look like roadmaps, or that . . .
But wait! I have two arms with which I can reach for the milk in the refrigerator. I can raise an umbrella to protect myself from the rain. I can drive the car to the store. I can pick up the magnifying glass. I have two hands to grasp the jar. I have two legs on which to walk.
I am so fortunate.