I remember, even when I don’t want to. Trauma has a way of rearing its ugly head when you least expect it. Although, by now, I do understand that early November when some CF members reach out and there is so much military imagery around, that I will once again struggle with some of those memories.
“In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row…”
Don’t get me wrong, there are also good memories too, and I’m happy to recall them. It is a love-hate relationship. I remember people I served alongside and their lovely smiles and jokes, and then remember that since I left the Navy, I haven’t heard from many of them. People I would have gladly sacrificed my life for in the line of duty just ghosted me on my release. I also, unfortunately, remember the people who harassed me endlessly and treated me like a crime against humanity for being a woman daring to serve in the military.
Regardless, I’m grateful for the time I served my country. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times! I travelled extensively, learned new skills, met amazing people, and found my voice. Nothing else has given me the same sense of power and responsibility like driving a destroyer for a living.
On this Remembrance Day, I wish all those wonderful people I served with peace and good health…and remember sadly those that are gone too soon.
Please give a moment today to think about and to thank those who have honourably served, in the past and the present. They deserve some acknowledgement for the personal sacrifices they made to protect our future.
