Mixed emotions about this day. Today Cindy Sheehan mourns the death of her son, Casey, eleven years ago. Cindy took her grief, her anger and depression and decided she wasn't going to just be the "good" mother of a "hero". Instead she resuscitated the American peace movement by going to George W. Bush's summer retreat in Crawford, Texas to demand he explain the death of Casey and so many others for an illegal and immoral war. Veterans and activists all over the nation heard her message and joined her. Cindy never turned back from her activism. She had herself arrested countless times in civil disobedience against a government that has perpetually kept us at war and disregarded the lives of those they send to be slaughtered. Or to slaughter others.
Cindy Sheehan has honored Casey and all us veterans who went to foreign lands thinking we were patriotic but discovering we were duped and mere pawns of a rogue nation stolen from the people by the rich oligarchs. She has never gotten her answer from Bush or any other President.
But today is that terrible day that has come around eleven consecutive years now. And will come around for as long as Cindy lives. Today is the day a mother grieves for a child taken from this life in the beginning of his life. Today is the day a mom remembers the notification and all the other details of the horror she prayed and dreaded would never occur. The day her son became forever young.
Cindy is not alone in her experience. There's memorials, walls and statues all over Washington D.C. making it clear we are a nation that sacrifices its young for the racketeers and gangsters of the military-industrial complex.
No, Cindy is merely a personification of every parent who has had a son or daughter in one of those wars and dreaded seeing a stranger approaching their homes. She's an elegant example of a parent who loved her child and refused to go softly into the night when he was taken from her by a senseless war. She's every child's mother that sees through the lies and corruption of the masters of war.
I can only imagine how she feels today. I know I feel grief for her loss and never met Casey. I can only think of my two sons and how I would feel if I lost one of them in such a way. I truly hope Cindy can find some comfort today from all those who are thinking of her, care for her and send their love her way. And think of all the other moms and dads who suffer silently for the same reason.
Will we truly find the cost of freedom buried in the ground? Or in the faces of parents like Cindy?
Blessings to you on this day of sadness, Cindy.
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