Memorial Day is not the unofficial kick-off to summer. It is a holiday paying tribute to the memory of the countless American soldiers who gave their lives for this country. I do not come from a military family, so I grew up distant from the idea of soldiering. Only as an adult have I come to appreciate that no matter my politics, and no matter my view on war, these men and women who sacrificed their lives or suffered from the trauma and tragedies, emotional and physical, of combat, deserve my respect, understanding and thanks.
As a writer I do not usually include military characters in my books. I thought over my book list as I reflected on Memorial Day and made a discovery. Sarah, the heroine from Fettered Love, had been raised by a single mother. Guess what? Her father died in combat. Sometimes the history of our characters comes to us even after we are done writing their stories. One can say this discovery of mine was contrived. But if it fits and arrives seamlessly in my mind then who's to say.
And that process of discovery gives me one more small connection to the holiday today.
Thank you to all of the American soldiers out there, both living and deceased.