Remembrance day reflections.

Today is Armistice Day (National Remembrance day), marking the end of WWI in 1918 and a day to reflect on those who have fought, lost lives and are still fighting today. It is tradition to hold a two minute silence, I had the TV on so I could listen to the chimes of Big Ben and marvel at how the busiest cities fall silent.

Since having William I have found I am a much more emotional person. I cried during the silence, looking at my little boy I can’t but think that all those who have lost their lives were someone’s children. They were waited for with excited anticipation, brought into the world and cherished. Did their parents delight in their smiles as I do in his? Did the fallen think of their mothers in the last seconds of their life? I torture myself with these thoughts. I think of all that conflict robs from us: sons, daughters, fathers and mothers and I feel a mixture of anger and sadness. My instinct is always to protect William, and I feel such utter sadness for the women whose little boys went away to war and never returned, who were unable to comfort their babies in their last moments. I went to France to see the graveyards of the fallen. The sheer number of white headstones is astonishing. Each simple stone marking the spot where someone’s little boy sleeps forever.

I think since having William I start to consider things I have previously never had any notion of. It’s not enough to love him, as his parents we need to teach him to love and be tolerant.

Because thinking of what has happened in the past and what could happen in the future I think the world really needs a bit more love and tolerance.

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Author: thebumpchroniclesblog

Thirty year old first time mum, sharing parenthood experiences/fails.

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