Lynn | Thoughts & Reflections | Tuesday, October 25th, 2011

I had an epiphany the other day. It happened I think when I was speaking with some other Gold Star Families. I suddenly realized that it’s not about me! You may chuckle to yourself when I say that because we all would like to think everything that happens is about us. Galatians 6:3 says “For if anyone thinks himself to be something, when he is nothing, he deceives himself.”

But what I realized is that the loss of our hero makes us uniquely qualified to reach out to others who are hurting. All we need is a servant’s heart. We should be “bondservants of Christ, doing the will of God from the heart, with goodwill doing service, as to the Lord, and not to men, knowing that whatever good anyone does, he will receive the same from the Lord, whether he is a slave or free.” (Ephesians 6:6-8). We each have a story to share that connects us with others who are fearful or sorrowful. We can truly say to someone, “I understand the personal pain, I’ve been there.” But we can also say that we’ve made it to the other side of the valley. We can make ourselves available to share, to hold, to hug, or to sit in silence. We get it.

I challenge all of those who are in this position not to forget your hero, not to minimize the sadness, but to consider that so many others can be served. So many people are lost and struggling. You were made for a time such as this. You can make a difference.



Account Executive at Sika Sarnafil
Lynn is an accomplished writer and business professional with a BA in English, an MBA, and JD degrees from prestigious Universities. Lynn has worked in the construction industry for 35 years.

She is also the mother of an American Hero. Her only child, Sgt. Rhys W. Klasno was killed in action on "Mother's Day," 13 May 2007 in Haditha, Iraq. Read her American Hero Tribute Blog and check out her Roofing Solutions Wonderkid Blog

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  1. I was stationed at Al Asad Airbase, Al Anbar province, Iraq when the wreckers came in with their haul of the day, damaged vehicles from an ied hit , less than 20 miles from from outside the wire. It was rare to have it happen anywhere near the Marine airbase, but it did. I inquired of casualties, and was affirmed by the grim acknowledgement of my commander. I would be observing operation angel flight, an observation that took place when anyone from the area was killed, and sent home. It was my first, as my boots hit the ground May 5. It wouldn’t be my last, as my duty expired Nov 8. I do remember it being Sunday, Mother’s day, and the young lad being from Riverside. It hit a chord in me as I grew up in Cucamonga.

    I never knew young Rhys, but could have crossed paths with him, as Al Asad was a big aerial port/base in the middle of nowhere. I was Navy then, and though I was surrounded mostly by Marines, I attended chapel with many young soldiers, and was always humored by the big plans the young bucks had when they got back home. Everybody I came across seemed to make it back home. A few made it back home, without the breath of life. Rhys life expired in the sands of Arabia, his soul released to the great reunion with God. I feel for the family and friends he left behind. I didn’t know him, but i like his memory, his testimony, his values. Hope to meet with you all in the great Kingdom to come.


    former SK2/FMF James Cain

    Comment by james cain — February 11, 2014 @ 9:09 pm

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