Unfortunately, I have no words for this.
I have feelings, like gratitude and thankfulness and sorrow and pride.
I have tears and a runny nose from thinking about those who give that I may be free.
I have a moment, taken from the day, to say a prayer for those who have yet to come home.
But I have no words.
Here's a link to a photography assignment put on by The Pioneer Woman last year, entitled "Coming Home". I'd suggest getting the tissues before venturing forth. I know I should have issued myself the same warning before embarking.
To all who serve, have served, or will,