It's Veterans Day.
A day we honor the men and women who have served in the United States Armed Forces.
Unfortunately, this day has gotten a bit lost in our ever-growing self-serving society, where it simply means a vacation day from work or an extra 20 percent off at Macy's.
If you ask me, that's a tragedy.
Course, I'm a bit biased in this department. My mom was a nurse in the Air Force. My older sister served in the Air Force as well, and now is climbing the ranks in the Air National Guard. Her husband is retired Air Force. My younger sister served in the Army. My best friend lost her brother, a Marine, in Afghanistan.
So, yeah, I can appreciate what these individuals do... and it's why I have such a hard time understanding why our veterans aren't being taken care of in the way they should. I fail to comprehend how we bring them home from war and then -- more often than not, it seems -- leave them to their own devices to deal with what they've seen and what they've done.
The result is not acceptable.
In 2012, a report came out that said approximately 22 veterans commit suicide every day.
That was 2012. Imagine what it might be today, especially considering the study only looked at data from 21 U.S. states and lacked other potentially revealing information.
Suicide doesn't affect just service men and women who have been to war, either. You don't have to go to war to know war. There are individuals that serve in all sorts of capacities who may have lost a friend, or two, or five. Even the strongest person could get beaten down by all that death.
Not to mention those veterans who are struggling and just need a helping hand, but can't seem to get any of the benefits they were promised. I know people who have been denied help from the VA again and again, even though they desperately need it.
In my Los Angeles neighborhood, two hands isn't enough to count the number of homeless vets I see on a weekly basis.
And, there's a growing problem with our women who serve, as their needs for care may differ in ways from service men. Neither is more important; just different.
In short, we're failing our veterans. We can put on special appearances and tributes til the cows come home, fly flags tall and proud in our small towns, and have Navy Petty Officer Generald Wilson sing the National Anthem for the Monday Night Football game while releasing an eagle across the stadium... but it's not going to change the greater issue at hand.
This isn't a political statement; it's a people statement. I don't know the answer, but we have got to figure it out, and soon.
In the meantime, if you know a veteran and suspect he or she is having a hard time, YOU can do a lot to help just by being there.
No one should suffer alone.