My father wore poppies. He told me my grandfather served in WW1 after which red poppies became a symbol of remembrance for those that served and died for our country. I learned about the poem, "In Flander's Field" written in 1915. It begins like this, "In Flanders fields the poppies blow, between the crosses, row on row..."
The tradition has been that when poppies are sold on Memorial Day, and when you make a donation to a veteran's group, you receive a poppy. Since Memorial Day celebrations were canceled in many communities throughout the United States, if you can make a donation to a Veteran's Group in your area, it would be greatly appreciated.
June 21 is Father's Day. If you had or still have a father, it all began with a kiss. In honor of father's everywhere, I hope your family finds something creative to do. Plan now to make it a special day.
I remember the day I took this photo in Sarasota, FL thinking about how passionate those kisses were when men came home from war and since my father was a Sailor in WWII, I could only imagine the many kisses between my parents who produced five girls.
During this historic pandemic there's a lot to worry about but my advice is don't let material things and fear stop you from celebrating life. Love often. Celebrate family and friends. Build relationships. You can't put a price tag on people or creation. Wait not for calendar dates or permission to express how much others mean to you. Be brave. In order to live fully, you have to have faith, freedom, hope, and most of all love ---Patricia Feager