It seems to matter more and more the years that go by. At least, the more I learn, the more I am humbled by what little I’ve had to do for the great amounts that I have.
If you don’t know what you’re remembering, go figure it out. We’ve got much to be thankful for and much to keep in mind. WWI, Afghanistan, or wherever in between… it’s great grandparents then, it’s students’ parents and a friend’s brother now. Seems much more personal now. I guess it really is.
I don’t know if it’s remembering as much as it is acknowledging. And finding a way to honour those who understood, and continue to understand, what honour, pride, and commitment really means. I know I don’t get it, I am even trying to teach WWII right now… we’re figuring it out together. But this week? It’s simply about remembering for those whose battles are done and reminding of those whose battles have just begun.
12 November 10 -- Friday at 12:21 pm
The vast complexity of it all is overwhelming. I just read ‘Fall of Giants’ by Ken Follett, all about WW1, and you know what? There is just nothing good about war.
I’m thankful that Remembrance Day is Clare’s birthday. If we didn’t have it, we wouldn’t be here and we wouldn’t have her.