Today I will remember my Grampie. He's been gone since 2004 but he lives with me every single day. I will imagine him in the trenches of WWII, and the pain and horror he lived through. I will think of his brother who died in Italy during the war. I cannot begin to imagine the sorrow, the anger, the fear that these men and women lived through, not only the soldiers, but the families, and the population at large, including the opposing side.
I will remember that we still have wars raging all over the world. That our own country is losing good men and women every week.
I will be thankful that my children do not understand war. I tried to explain it to my son this morning and his reaction was "why do they die - are they not being careful?" How do you tell them that war isn't fighting fair, that it doesn't matter how careful they are, that even children hiding under their beds died in the war?? I thank God for giving me the good fortune of being born in this country, and in the decade that I was born in. It's all by chance.
Please take your 2 minutes, remember the hell they went through and are still going through and show your respect.
And also take time to think of the horror the people in Fredericton NB faced earlier this week with vandals destroying their cenotaph.
Let the sorrow and remembrance flood you today. It's the least you can do.
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