It’s Remembrance Day here in Canada. I often feel like I don’t give this day its due. It’s not a day that has a ritual associated with it for my family — the kids are doing something at school, but at home it’s business as usual. There aren’t any special foods to make or costumes to put on or decorations to put up. So it tends to go unnoticed.
It’s important, though, to remember. It’s important to take a few moments to thank those who have fought for our country — and to pray that my own son and daughters will never have to do the same.
The CBC website has put together an excellent set of stories about the origin of Remembrance Day, and some fascinating stories from the World Wars. I’m going to spend a little time this morning reading them over and being thankful.
I think the very fact that the only symbol for this day is one blood red poppy, makes it special all on its own. And I’m with you in hoping that my child will never have to do this
I remember in school we did a lot to commemorate Remembrance Day…I hope they still do. I can still recite In Flanders Fields, and I have memories of our high school band playing at outdoor services put on by the local legion. The Last Post always gives me shivers.