On this day in particular I miss being in Canada though my national pride is always with me it is an unfortunate thing to not be there in person to pay my respects. I have a special fondness for our WWI and WWII veterans and reflect on my years of association with them as one of my greatest honours.
Poppy’s and Canadian flags express ones pride in unison with countrymen around the world as we remember the sacrifice of all Canadians who have served in a time of war. I do not think anyone would disagree that last year’s passing of John Babcock, our last WWI Canadian veteran, was worthy of note but in that passing there was a reminder: every year the numbers dwindle and stories are lost but civic duty requires nothing less than we be grateful all year long.
In my most fortunate encounters I had the double honour of speaking to women who did their part and I plead that we never forget them either. We women are certainly grateful and fortunate today to possess great liberties and exercise control over our entire lives but even without a uniform the women of the Commonwealth unbegrudgingly went without so that their soldiers were afforded every chance of victory.
We can lose sight of the importance of sacrifice when seated beside men of service, try as we might to come to understand and appreciate the loss and value of a life for an idea that is bigger than us all. Peace was the ultimate goal and the women of WWI and WWII did their part and you should never doubt the value of a seed of grain when planted then harvested to feed an army.
The bloody reality of war, regardless of technology and modern tactics, does not afford us the luxury to not experience loss. The gruesomeness on the battle field was often transported to her care; she was the nurse that worked countless hours without sleep at his bedside and often her role was to be his last comfort in a dark world.
This goes beyond clever fridge magnets and propaganda posters of the past ‘we can do it’ is catchy but the act of it was what remained important for country, for glory and for our men who were far from home and the women put their lives at risk to spy on the enemy. Nancy Wake is one of my favourite heroines and the world knows we ladies need more of those and today it is on us to remember them.