Sacrifice, such a simple word. Just three syllables, but they demand so much of us. More than our own selfish desires. More than our fears. More than our very lives. For to sacrifice means to place another’s happiness, another’s existence before our own. To fight for a cause greater than any we hold in our own hearts. To give beyond giving. To give and to give until the task is complete.
Where would we be now, if not for the generations who came before us? The brave among them, willing to give their last full measure of devotion to a cause much greater than themselves? We owe them a debt of gratitude we can never repay. Thank you for your sacrifice. We will never forget.
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