When all the soldiers go out to fight I feel guilty because I don’t know them and they are fighting for my freedom. They are risking their lives out there for us. We take our freedom for granted and don’t give them anything in return but Anzac.
I saw a picture that really touched me, the soldiers were off to war and a little kid ran up to his father to say goodbye. If I was the father I would be scared enough to go but now my son is expecting to see me again that just hits me. If I was the son I would feel confused that my dad is leaving and I’d be hoping that he’d come back.
|Wait For Me Daddy|
Happy 100th Anniversary of Anzac