Some wear red poppies this weekend. I prefer the forget-me-not. I hold thoughts of all the resisters close to my heart. The Peace Corps volunteers, the strikers, the conscientious objectors, the Freedom Riders, the Underground Railroad conductors, the Suffragettes, the teachers, the artists, the writers and musicians, the healers, the menders, the farmers…anyone who takes a stand with moral courage and hopes for a better world, without bearing arms. I remember them/you with gratitude today. Thank you for your service.
*the word devotion is carrying me through my days lately.