Respect and Spirit

I know I’m not the most recurrent, which shows as this post is about ANZAC Day
Yes I know a bit late but here goes…

I am quite inspired by the generosity of those who have sacrificed their lives, at times more, for their country. It is their loyalty and pride in their nation which I believe everyone should possess. I wish I had the courage to risk it all; my life; my future; my family for something much bigger than myself: A beautiful, fostering, nurturing nation.

I know a footy club can’t compare to the heroics of the ANZACs but we drew inspiration from the soldiers who died to allow us to play footy, in freedom and harmony. Last weekend as we stood arm in arm as the last post rang in our ears, as the Australian flag rose to the sound of the familiar anthem, I was inspired by the ANZAC’s courage to put their body on the line and be there for your mates when they need help. I think the spirit of the ANZACs pulled us through our match.

“Respect and Spirit” echoed through our heads as we paid tribute to the fallen soldiers.

Next day and the true ANZAC spirit was evident. As the sun rose on the water, the kookaburras cooed in the trees, and the respectful silence which succeeded it, made us remember the freedom we earned when our brave soldiers fought.

Marching down the main street behind the horses, the band, the soldiers and the veterans I spied a ‘No U-turn’ sign in the middle of the road. These soldiers – younger than myself – signed up to see the world. They truly couldn’t turn back from there. They were conscripted to fight a no win battle. But they did fight and they did not give up…

And for that I salute you..

To the fallen soldiers and those who continue to protect Australia today