Yesterday, I had one of those moments. It was one of those moments that brought into sharp focus a reality that had stood before me everyday. But in this moment, the true significance was revealed.
I watched my good friend Jill promote to Lieutenant Colonel in the United States Air Force Reserves. Presiding over the ceremony, aptly taking place at the Women in Service Memorial at Arlington National Cemetery, were two other good friends: Rose, a Major in the USAF Reserves, and Ann, a retired Colonel also in the USAF Reserves. Down the hall, in an electronic registry of thousands of women who have served in our nation’s military, was the photograph and biography of my grandmother, a WWII Army nurse.
The people, the place, and the importance of it all were, in a word, moving. My three friends, smartly attired in their Service Dress, stood on stage and represented the Air Force and their country. These three women stood in the company – albeit the spiritual company – of thousands of female service members who had gone before them.
As Rose led us through the formal motions of the ceremony and Ann and Jill each took their turns to speak, I watched Continue reading