Saturday, July 2, 2011

Freedom is not free

"Freedom is not free" growing up in a military home I heard this saying often, the volumes of truth that it projects to me is undeniably strong. There are so many stories I could tell you right now, but there is one in particular which lays heavily on my heart. *** the names in this story have been changed to maintain some privacy***

"It's just another 4 month trip" I thought to myself, Some friends of mine didn't understand how I coped having my daddy gone for so long. Little did I know this wouldn't be an ordinary trip, As that cold morning in December flew by my friend Brittany and I watched as our dads jumped in the car and drove off to training. Without even giving them a proper farewell full of hugs and kisses they just left.

Before I continue on the story I want you all to know how hard it is for me to write this. When I go to the mall or just anywhere in general and enjoy the simple luxury of drinking a cappuccino or whatever, the thought that often pops into my mind is "How is it possible for a place to be so free when were in the middle of a war" so many people live in the daily rush of life and forget how much our troops and their family's go through to keep America free.

Continuing on with my story. . . I loved playing house with my friend Brittany, we would occasionally play army too! It was so cold and snow had covered our entire neighborhood so we played outside like the free girls that we were. Then one morning as I was getting ready for school I heard the doorbell ring, a sick feeling in my gut dragged me to the door like a magnet. As my mom opened the door the tears began running down my cheeks. A man dressed in formal military attire stood there with a folded flag in his hands.

The memory of that day flashes in my mind as if it were yesterday, The man told us that my dad and Brittany's dad (they were best buds) were setting up some electrical wires and Brittany's dad was electrocuted and killed instantly. The rest of that day is a blur to me, I remember being with Brittany everyday for a month after that and suffering with her.

No it didn't happen in war, and no it wasn't fair! Only God knows why these things happen, but if there is one thing I do know its that In order to keep this country free those brave men and women that sacrifice their time with family and even lives help us be the people we are. This 4th of July I hope everyone who lives in the AMAZING country realizes how blessed we are to be so free.

I hope yall have a fabulous 4th of July weekend, stay safe <3

Veronica grace


  1. I cannot imagine the pain that this caused. I am so sorry for the loss of your friend's father and your dad's best friend. I am also thankful from the bottom of my heart for all the brave men and women serving our country. Thank you for posting this. I wish people realized that freedom isn't free in any sense. <3

  2. What a sad story, but thanks for sharing. We really are SO blessed!

  3. Wow. That must have been tough for your friend...

    I hope you have a happy Fourth of July, though, Gracie! <3

  4. It was extremely tough =( but you know its these things that make us stronger <3

    I hope you have a fabulous 4th also girlie :) :)

  5. Thanks so much for sharing your story with us, I'm guessing it was hard to tell. I do think that is was wonderful and truly loving that you helped your friend through that extremely tough time. She'll remember your kindness forever. :)

  6. Thank you for sharing, I am a new follower of your blog, that was very touching to hear of your friends Dads story, bwt do you still have contact with Brittany?

  7. Sweetybird 09: Welcome to my little blog jeje I wish i still was in contact with her but unfortunatley i was so young i didnt even ask her for a number or email (i dont even think i had email back then) LOL

  8. I'm late but Happy 4th! Thank you for sharing this wonderful story too <3