Memorial Day is a day of remembering the men and women who died while serving our country, the United States of America.
And although I grew up in Russia, came to US at 18 and now am a naturalized citizen, Memorial Day became a very important day for me to remember, reflect and be grateful.
My grandparents fought in World War II against nazis. They were Russians, but they fought not just for Russia, they fought for the humanity, like fallen men and women fighting for US do, giving their lives to save lives of others.
It would be fair to say that if my grandfathers did not fight to defeat nazis, I may have not been born. I am from St. Petersburg and all four of my grandparents are from there, both of my grandmothers lived, worked thought and survived the 872 days long Siege of Leningrad – “the longest and most destructive sieges in history and overwhelmingly the most costly in terms of casualties”.
My maternal grandfather Vasiliy, was serving in an Armored division, burned in a tank, survived that as well as numerous wounds. He was awarded three medals for Bravery, came back from war, married my grandmother Alexandra, or Sasha how everyone called her, (our youngest was named after her) and so my mom was born in 1947, two years after the World War II ended.
I do not know much, or enough about my grandparents’ lives back then, I wish I did. Now they are gone, I am older and am absolutely amazed and deeply moved at what they did! What today solders fighting for US are doing for their country.
….no words, just deep and profound Gratitude.
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