I attended the Remembrance Day service at the Cenotaph in Victory Square this morning. The weather may have been wet and cold, but that didn’t stop the crowds from coming together to show their respect and admiration for those who have – and continue to – put themselves in danger for the freedom we enjoy.
The service was somber and respectful and terribly moving (if you ever want to see me go from normal-ish human to a ball of heaving tears, pull out a trumpet and start playing The Last Post.. I digress.. ) but I couldn’t help feel a sense of pride for Canada and the impact our great country has made to history.
Ten years ago, I visited the Canadian National Vimy Memorial in northern France. It was there that all 4 divisions of the Canadian Expeditionary Force first took part in the same battle together, and even 100 years later The Battle of Vimy is a symbol of Canadian national achievement.
Standing in the trenches that day and trying to imagine the sights and sounds of battle around me is an experience I don’t think I’ll ever forget. The sacrifices made and the experiences these young people had.. they’re simply beyond comprehension for me. So when the time came for 2 minutes of silence this morning, it was those brave souls that I said a few silent words for.