Small flags marked every gravestone within Bunnyburrow's Military Cemetery, blowing delicately as a breeze came by. While paying respects to those who had been buried, all of which had died while serving military, Bonnie Hopps made her way over to a particular headstone that was on the left side of the cemetery.
Underneath a large and shady oak tree was a slab of stone with the name "Christopher Hopps" inscribed upon it. Right below where the name had been engraved was a short quote, one that was very familiar to her. She remembered how her uncle was always had sayings of wisdom like the one that had been etched on his grave.
Her uncle leaving to fight in the war was something she remembered like it was yesterday. And the moment in time when the news arrived that he died in combat was one she would never forget. The day had been going as usual, and it was sometime after their weekly church service when her and her parents were visited by two uniformed mammals, regretting to inform them of what had occurred.
It was from that moment forward that she understood the importance of honoring the brave mammals who died to protect her freedoms. And she had been coming to this spot within the cemetery to visit ever since.
Gently patting a paw against where her uncle quite some time ago had been laid to rest, she sighed. She had been coming to this place every year on this particular day, and would continue to carry on this commemorative tradition for as long as she lived.
He might have been gone, but he was surely not forgotten.
Author's Note: Came up with this as a nod to those who have fallen to protect our freedoms. Let us remember to honor the brave men and women who have served.
Anyway, hope you liked this little story. It's a little on the shorter side, but hopefully it was still a nice, enjoyable read. As always, let me know what your thoughts were on this. Your thoughts, good and bad, are always gladly appreciated.
'Til next time, everybody! :)