I can't speak for our servicemen and women, but I can say this:

I love Memorial Day weekend in a sentimental sort of way.  There's so much to take in and reflect upon.  The biggest and foremost is the sacrifice so many families have faced.  I put myself there as best as I can, especially when I look at my sons and think "what if it were them"?
That's a tough one.  I am mom so I think of the mom's that have lost their sons or daughters for our country.  What must they think sometimes as they watch our country (politics aside)?  I can't answer that, I haven't had to sacrifice a child or time away from a loved one for the sake of country. But I can say this.

There is still good.

Here's a little reminder of the good in our country that you have so richly defended:

There are still those who rescue fallen hikers and run into burning buildings.
There are those who stay after school to help students with their math homework.
There are those who randomly throw out compliments and cheer on other people's success.
There are those who still smile from behind the counter and say "have a nice day".
There are those who travel the world to dig wells for desperate people in need of water and those who take the elderly to their doctor's appointments.
There are volunteer coaches and volunteer firemen.
There are people who give out hugs and people who share their lives and money.
There are those who text smiley faces and those say I love you.
There are mamas still raising amazing men and dads fishing with their little girls.
There are boys who still hold open doors and girls who still know how to be ladies.
There are people who will share their chocolate
There are officers saving lives and people still saying "In God We Trust"
There are still families having family dinner
There are those fighting for children and those fighting for freedom
There people who are rescuing abused animals and scooping turtles off the side of the road
There are nurses keeping heartache at bay and surgeons doing the impossible
There people who still know how to laugh
There are children looking through baseball cards and playing on guitars
There are dreamers and artist
There are campfires and friendships
There are people who still hug and young men who shake hands
There are best friends having coffee and parents snuggling their children
There are people rebuilding lives and traveling the country building homes
There are fort-builders and daydreamers. There are church services and birthday parties.
There are barefoot travelers and back yard picnics
There are novel makers and dinner creators
There are those who wear Chewbacca masks and break the internet
There are those stacking wood for their neighbor
There are comeback stories and Olympic victories
There are children learning to share
There are still bed time stories being read and Netflix binges with families
There are grandmas planting gardens and dads mowing lawns
There are those sitting patiently listening to a friend
There are those marching in parades
There are thunderstorm watchers and lightning bug catchers
There homemakers who create world changers
There are smore's being made and strangers becoming friends
There is still hope.
There is still good. 

So for those who sacrificed and those who will...Thank you. Thank you for giving a chance for goodness to grow.