Just beyond this photo waves a flag— on sunny days and in the darkest hours of the night, it is there.
Outside the border of every photo.
Along the edges of every memory.
A key I neither fought nor asked for is there for me to use.
I play with my kids, tuck myself into bed cuddled into the arms of my husband.
Today I am acutely aware of how much others have sacrificed so that I can have this life of mine.
I will remember. I will be grateful. I will give thanks. Today and beyond.