An open letter to the past, present and future service men & women of the Canadian Forces,
Thank you.
Thank you for taking time from your families to fight for our standard of living. Thank you for your bravery. Thank you for sacrificing your health, your limbs & even your lives. You have given more than we could ever repay & we thank you.
I could write a bunch of things here, but I am not nearly talented or eloquent enough to adequately express what your efforts mean to myself & my fellow Canadians. So, instead, I shall simply repost a poem, one that should resonate in our minds today:
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
– John McCrae
Regardless of your feelings on conflicts, past or present, honour those who chose to serve so that you could have the right to have an opinion. Respect their sacrifices & honour their memory. Remember them in your prayers today & make sure you live the best life you can, a peaceful one, so that their sacrifice was not in vain.
– MHC
The Misadventures of MHC 