| Aliantha |
04-25-2014 05:38 PM |
It's the next day now. I got up early to watch the dawn service on tv. That's around 4.30am here. Max wanted to go to a dawn service, but I didn't think he'd cope, so suggested the tv instead. He agreed, so I got him up, and he was snoring again within about 5 mins. I always watch on tv these days. Little kids aren't good at dawn services. It's meant to be quiet and solemn. So anyway, it's a day for reflection, and having family in the armed forces makes it more so.
Afterwards, I baked anzac cookies which are what you guys would know as oatmeal cookies as far as I can guess. They're pretty good though. I made 2 doz and they're all gone already. I also baked an anzac cheesecake. Pics to come.
I guess everyone celebrates/remembers in their own way. Tears are always shed, by me at least. Especially when they read the poem depicted above. There are more verses. I find it very emotional.
Actually, last year we went to the national war memorial in Canberra. I spent the whole time walking around with tissues in my eyes. No matter what you might think of me, I have a soft heart, especially for those who put others before themselves.
RIP to our fallen young heros. I will never forget.
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