I heard it about 50 times over the three day weekend. I'm willing to bet that most of you heard it too. You may have even tossed off the phrase yourself, not thinking about what it really means.
I'm part of a military family and I'm proud of it. My grandfather flew in the Berlin Airlift and made the Army, and then the Air Force, his career. My father followed in his footsteps and I spent my life immersed in military culture.
My brother joined the Army after high school and is now a member of the Ohio National Guard. He'll probably be deployed again next year, leaving my mother and his new wife terrified.
My husband retired in 2008 after 20 years of active duty and reserve service in the Navy. I am an active advocate for military families. Through my advocacy work, I hear stories every day about fear, death, pride, honor and love from military families.