Remembrance Day or Veterans Day or Armistice Day, many names for the same thing. It was yesterday for us.
11th hour, of the 11th day of the 11th month where we can say thank you to those who sacrificed so much for us.
For ALL of those who serve, have served their nation, the families left behind, THANK YOU. May God give you peace and strength to continue on a hard path.
Remember and pray for the marriages that also have and will become the casualties of war.
I don't think it can be put better ..........
"......Having seen and done things too awful to ever bring into the sanctity of their own homes.
Or to share with people who could never truly understand.
The things of which there is nothing left to be said.
Things for which words and symbols fail.
It is little enough to ask of us who gained so much, from those who gave so much.
So in our still and grateful hearts, let there be only silence..........
We must therefore on this day, and on every day, in every month and season, we MUST remember them.
Lest We Forget.
DO NOT FORGET!
The 15 year old daughter of one of our fallen soldiers read this to us and told us it is not a sad day but one to acknowledge the love that her dad had for her and her Mum. He died so that they may live in peace.
(Ok myself, DD and DIL cried so shoot us) :
Yet, while onlookers stand and see the simple, moving ceremony,
There is a home, a place somewhere, where sits a waiting, vacant chair,
And one great yawning empty space in someone's heart, no last embrace
To bid a final, fond farewell to one who will forever dwell
In love and cherished memory, a Husband, Father, Son, eternally.
And we who see should not forget that in this soldier's final debt
And sacrifice for duty's sake, it is the loved ones who must take
The hurt, to bear as best they can, and face a future lesser than
The one they dreamed in bygone years, now to regard with bitter tears,
Reflecting, as time intervenes, on thoughts of how it might have been.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Lest we forget.
