As Remembrance Sunday creeps around the tv is filled with stories of bravery, loss and heartache. I cannot imagine being a parent and having someone knock on your door to say that your son or daughter has been killed. We have been watching one programme each morning which has made my Mum cry, I think it is called Remembrance Week and the stories are so touching.
There was one today that I watched in my room and I am glad that I did because I can bet Mum would have been blubbering, a soldier wrote a diary and his Mum typed it up and published it after he was killed in Afghan. I must admit, I had tears in my eyes too, but don't tell the old one.
I know that my biological father is no longer in my life, and that was his choice, but how would I feel if I had to wave goodbye to my Daddy and then spend every day wondering if he would come home. Or worse still being a baby that never got to know their parent. Mum often says that she was never part of her family as her Mum died when she was very young and she has no real memories of my Nan, only things she has been told. If a child was too young to remember going to the park with Daddy, or baking cakes with their Mum they must feel cheated, not like the other kids and I guess jealous too. I can't imagine life without my Mum or Daddy even now and I am not exactly a kid, but I still treasure my cuddles.
I know that I act like I have no feelings and people think that I am heartless. I also know that I don't cry in front of people, but I do have a heart and I speak to my nan and great great aunt every night and ask them to watch over my friends and family.
Imagine being a wife or partner of a serviceman or woman who was killed and trying every day to keep their memory special and alive for the sake of their children. Pretending that it was ok that Daddy was in heaven when you still angry at your loved one for ever joining up, the forces for sending him or her to the place they were killed and feeling hatred towards the reason of their death. Tucking your children into bed at night, going to sports days, parents evenings, graduations whatever knowing those precious moments should be shared with someone else, your child's other parent. OK, step mums and dads may step into the gap in time, but there would always be that feeling perhaps of guilt that you get to see everything and your partner didnt.
I suppose that we will never understand the feelings of the families who have lost loved ones unless it happens to us, so I won't say I understand because I can't or that I know how they feel, because I don't.
It is really odd that we think of all the people who died for our Country at this time of year, especially on the 11th or Remembrance Sunday, but their families remember them every day.
I saw on the news that another soldier was killed yesterday, may he rest in peace, he has served his time and I am sure that his family will be proud that he was taken doing a job he loved and serving his Queen. Bless them and all families that will be thinking of sons, daughters, brothers and sisters or mums and dads this week,
Well it is time I went to sleep knowing that I am safe because of all those people who served in the Armed Forces and have made sure our Country is protected.
Sweet dreams
Huggles
Niamh x x x
There was one today that I watched in my room and I am glad that I did because I can bet Mum would have been blubbering, a soldier wrote a diary and his Mum typed it up and published it after he was killed in Afghan. I must admit, I had tears in my eyes too, but don't tell the old one.
I know that my biological father is no longer in my life, and that was his choice, but how would I feel if I had to wave goodbye to my Daddy and then spend every day wondering if he would come home. Or worse still being a baby that never got to know their parent. Mum often says that she was never part of her family as her Mum died when she was very young and she has no real memories of my Nan, only things she has been told. If a child was too young to remember going to the park with Daddy, or baking cakes with their Mum they must feel cheated, not like the other kids and I guess jealous too. I can't imagine life without my Mum or Daddy even now and I am not exactly a kid, but I still treasure my cuddles.
I know that I act like I have no feelings and people think that I am heartless. I also know that I don't cry in front of people, but I do have a heart and I speak to my nan and great great aunt every night and ask them to watch over my friends and family.
Imagine being a wife or partner of a serviceman or woman who was killed and trying every day to keep their memory special and alive for the sake of their children. Pretending that it was ok that Daddy was in heaven when you still angry at your loved one for ever joining up, the forces for sending him or her to the place they were killed and feeling hatred towards the reason of their death. Tucking your children into bed at night, going to sports days, parents evenings, graduations whatever knowing those precious moments should be shared with someone else, your child's other parent. OK, step mums and dads may step into the gap in time, but there would always be that feeling perhaps of guilt that you get to see everything and your partner didnt.
I suppose that we will never understand the feelings of the families who have lost loved ones unless it happens to us, so I won't say I understand because I can't or that I know how they feel, because I don't.
It is really odd that we think of all the people who died for our Country at this time of year, especially on the 11th or Remembrance Sunday, but their families remember them every day.
I saw on the news that another soldier was killed yesterday, may he rest in peace, he has served his time and I am sure that his family will be proud that he was taken doing a job he loved and serving his Queen. Bless them and all families that will be thinking of sons, daughters, brothers and sisters or mums and dads this week,
Well it is time I went to sleep knowing that I am safe because of all those people who served in the Armed Forces and have made sure our Country is protected.
Sweet dreams
Huggles
Niamh x x x
Sorry Mum had to steal your poppy picture x x x