my great uncle

So I went to visit my great uncle in the national cemetery the other day. Not sure why I wanted to visit so bad but I went. What I expected and what I experienced that day were two very different things. First off I was not sure what exactly to expect with visiting one of my own relatives grave. Sure I have been to graveyards before so I thought it would be nice to visit . I thought this would be something cool, something I could be proud of. I did not know the emotion of such a visit. I found the grave which turned out to be a mass grave with him and the rest of his crew. As I stood over top of the grave I swear I could feel, feel something so over whelming it scared me. And as I looked up at the sea of head stones all the same I felt I was drowning I was over whelmed with such strong emotion that I have never felt before. All I could think was oh my, oh my God, tears just pouring out and I felt my heart breaking, all these men that died so that I could be what I am today they gave their lives for me and I don’t even know em. God bless and thank you.