ANZAC day is an emotional day for me.
It is a day I remember what my grandfathers sacrificed.
What their families sacrificed.
All in the name of keeping our world safe.
At my grandfathers funeral some guy from the RSL made a speech and talked about what my grandfather did during the war.
All news to me.
He never spoke of it.
He was a hero. He had medals.
Medals he never collected.
My other grandfather would not allow any talk of the war.
I didn’t even know he served until he died.
The horror that those two wonderful proud men endured defies belief.
My brother is in the Navy and served in the waters around Iraq.
We were told nothing until he returned and to be honest I am pretty damn glad for that.
To me, ANZAC day is not about war.
Or glorifying it.
It is about remembering all the sacrifices made in the name of freedom.
and at home.
The other side.
The horror that is war.
So on ANZAC day I will remember them.
I will hear The Ode of Remembrance and it will make me weep. Every. Fucking. Time.
I will make ANZAC biscuits and be thankful.
That is what ANZAC day means to me.
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