TAPS

There is something about living on a military base that makes you appreciate certain things. I am in our office playing around with our blog and all of a sudden I hear TAPS being played. I quickly opened my window to hear it and stopped to remember the family who is hurting. It is 11 pm mind you. I do not know if this is a funeral solider or a veteran.
I remember the first time I heard a funeral going on on post. I jumped out of bed, because I heard loud gun shots. It was the 21 gun salute. It was pouring down ran and late at night. I asked my husband why they have the funerals so late. He told me they will have them whenever the family wants.
Tonight hearing the song, has made me appreciate the lives of our military. There is an overwhelming since of patrotism. When you live on post, you get to hear and see things like this happen all the time, but it doesn't take away from the seriousness of it. I think everyone stops, maybe not in their actions, but atleast in their hearts for the sacrifices that are being made and have been made.