It is the end of a day filled with remembering, of watching on CBC the Remembrance Day service as it took place at the War Memorial in Ottawa. The stories of commitment, bravery, pain and loss were heart wrenching, stories I cannot personally identify with. I am thankful for those who have chosen to serve as peacekeepers in war torn countries.
This photo of morning shadows made me reflect on the families who today have the shadow of loss surrounded with a glow of pride and beautiful memories of their loved ones.
Two of our young grandsons had the special experience this morning together with their Nana to lay a wreath at our city cenotaph in honour of their great-grandfather. I'm sure as they get older they will have a better understanding of the story behind this patriarch in their family.
As it was such a beautiful fall day, we invited our family (missing our 3 from Sask) to our back yard for a good old-fashioned wiener roast. I have to say that I looked hard and long at our three, strapping, good looking sons and was thankful that they were with us to make these memories together with their children. We chatted briefly about our responses to the Canadian call of duty and trust that our country will not ever be at war when they would be faced with hard decisions.
Some like tube steaks charred!
Somebody sneaking in dessert.