So today is Remembrance Day – a day that has meant something since I was small. I can remember the ceremony we had for it in school in the first grade. They showed a video made by the Canadian War Amputees and it had a song called ‘Never Again’. That has stuck with me.
When you are part of a military family, I think the significance of the day comes to mean even more. There is always a chance, however small, that this day could come to be in remembrance of your loved one or somebody that they serve along side. It is a reminder of the sacrifice our soldiers make, and we as their families make right along with them. A reminder of the lives that have been given in an attempt for peace and freedom.
The sermon today at Winchester Cathedral was given by a man who served in the Falklands. His message was clear – what can we take from the sacrifice of so many lives? We need to live each day to the full, so that the lives were not given in vain. He knew some of the sailors who were killed – he said that they may have lost their lives, but for whatever reason, he was still alive. He learned to take advantage of that gift and not take everything for granted.
I felt sitting in that cathedral today that so much of what he said was relevant to my life right now. Finley may not have died in service of his country, but the loss of his life affected me so deeply. For whatever reason, I was given another chance to live my own life, and I am going to make a very concerted effort to take some meaning from everything. I’m not sure how I go about doing it, but today was a reminder of what was lost so that I could have the freedom to make choices and live. I need to start living again.
They shall not grow 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.