Remembering

Mum's Creations'

 

 Peace Fork speaks for itself.

Today is Remembrance Day here in Canada. I attended my local ceremony and as always got a little teary eyed looking at the older Veterans still marching.  I always think of my father who, while not having gone overseas,  served in the Royal Canadian Air Force during World War II.

The ceremony was well attended, particularly by young families.  That was very heartening.  Also the words from the cenotaph asking us to remember not only the past, but that peace comes from within us.  We have the power to stop war and all its horrible affectations.

When my son was quite young I was driving him to a hockey game and he was holding his stick out the car window and using it as a toy gun.  "Bang, bang, bang!" 

"Can you please explain to me," I said. "How the son of someone like myself who is peace loving and non-violent in every way can turn his hockey stick into an imaginary weapon?" I quizzed him.

"It's a guy thing," he replied.

If women had true equality in this world it would be a much different place.  Peace.