Wednesday, June 9, 2004
I was just watching the procession to the Capital Building and I just wanted to post on something. I'm usually able to keep my emotions in check, for the most part. Side story. A few years ago a wrestler, Owen Hart, died in the ring. I had never met the man, didn't know a thing about him. But the next night, his fellow wrestlers were all gathered around the ring to honor him. When they showed his picture on the screen and started to ring the bell 10 times, I lost it. That almost what happened here. It wasn't the flag draped casket, the riderless horse or even Nancy looking so lost and alone. It was the 21 ship flyover the USAF did. I have no idea why that almost made me cry. Maybe it was because it was an overwhelming site seeing the planes fly overhead. Maybe it was distance between the groups, or maybe it was the lone plane ahead of the groups. I don't know, but at that moment I almost lost it. It happened yesterday as well. When the band started playing taps. Taps always gets to me. Just that one bugle playing by itself, it's such a sad sound. I'm actually starting to well up now just thinking about it. Friday when they finally lay President Reagan to rest, if they play taps, and I'm sure they will, I more than likely will break down.

Sort of on the same subject. I was thinking earlier how life is so unfair. How it's not right that we should have to feel such great pain when we loose someone. Ronald and Nancy Reagan were married for 52 years. They were each other's lives. Now that Nancy doesn't have her husband by her side anymore after 52 years, I can't even imagine the hole that's been left in her heart. I wish I knew why we have to feel pain like this. I'm sure everyone reading this has lost someone in their lives, but loosing someone after 52 years. It's just unimaginable to me. I wanted to end this with some great line. Something that would wrap it up in a nicely, but I honestly can't think of anything that would end it right. So I'll just end it by saying something that may seem a little cheesy. If I could take Nancy Reagan's pain away and replace it with joy and happiness, I would. No one deserves to suffer though something like this. Especially someone like her.

We Have Every Right To Dream Heroic Dreams.
Those Who Say That We're In A Time When There Are No Heroes, They Just Don't Know Where To Look.