My girlfriend was out of the state over the Memorial Day weekend, therefore I had some extra time on my hands.
I've chosen to commemorate Memorial Day in many different ways over the years. I've attended services at cemeteries, placed flowers at graves and attended concerts to honor the sacrifices our military personnel have made over the years.
It's always been a deeply introspective and somber day for me.
I think about the soldiers who never came back. I think about their families, left without sons, daughters or a parent.
I'm not sure why, but I decided to give blood this year.
My blood didn't help any of those people we have lost over the years. It didn't bring back a beloved family member. But it hopefully showed that we, as a nation, get back up and continue the fight for our freedom and our country.
It's not the biggest gesture that has ever been made, but it was literally from my heart.
To all of you who have suffered the loss of loved ones in war, I salute and honor your families. Your lives have been forever changed so that the rest of us may continue to live freely in America. There's no way to make up for that or even things up.
Please know that I never forget. Never.