I am a soldier's daughter. November 11th was a big day when I was growing up. There was always a parade and my father marched in his uniform. Everyone wore a poppy on their lapel. There were stories told and drinks drunk, toasts made and a few tears shed.
I thought the importance of Veteran's Day had kind of faded away. It seemed just another day of BIG sales, one more government holiday and a day for florists to create red/white/blue wreaths on stands.
But today I went to my blog list and what did I find? Post after post, from Australia, from France, from England , all commemorating Remembrance Day or Armistice Day. Pictures of poppies, of statues in town squares, stories of new heroes and memories of past warriors.
Thank you ladies. For remembering, for reflecting and for making us all a part of one world, no matter what side of the pond ( or world) we live in.
I salute you.
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