My family and I have always been strong supporters of Remembrance Day. My mother was in the Territorial army and my stepfather in the regular British army. Remembrance Day commemorates the end of world war I, it was at the 11th house of the 11th day of the 11th month in 1918 that the guns ceased and the war was officially over. A war that was unprecedented in scale at the time and which almost wiped out a generation of men. Unfortunately it was not the last war to be fought on such a scale.
Reflect, think back on, remember, consider those who are fighting for our country, who have fought and served, and those who have died as a result of their service. We should also not forget the supportive families and friends of those who are fighting and serving our countries, who have to deal with the aftermath of loved ones coming home, forever changed by what they have been through, if they come back at all.
My stepfather died last November at the age of 52. His death ultimately came about as a result of his post-traumatic stress disorder and the subsequent alcoholism that was his escape and coping mechanism.
To all those who serve, to all those who fight, to all those who served and fought in the past, and to all those around our service men and women who support them in every way that they can...
You are in our thoughts
You are loved
You are remembered
We thank you
Skeptical kinkster musing on whatever takes my fancy!