Some Clouds Don’t have a Silver Lining

　

Her Father stood proud and stood to make his country his home, safer for his children and the ones he loved. He was so proud and he loved them so, that he went forward to the heart of the trouble and sacrificed his blood to clean the wound that may have hurt his love.
But they did not understand and the weight of his burden lay on her mother, who took up his mantel, his cross to bear, and even when it got tough, even when the weight on her shoulders grew heavy she walked on. Through the storms, the tests through good and bad she continues to trudge only calling on the memory of his love to keep her going on.
She stood on the platform with her husband’s military colors glinting proudly in half light. She had come a long way and borne a lot, a single tear rolled down her cheek like liquid silver. She knelt before his memorial with her daughter besides her, she saw her life and all her aims” I did it for you my daughter and you alone” she said.