I haven't posted to my blog for a few days. I can't write when tragedy strikes. I get all stuck on the words and they sound trite and formal. I guess that's why I like to stick my head into the past. I know the endings of the stories; sad or happy, I've dealt with them. I can write about people I love and miss or people I never knew. But the here and now puts me right into writer's block.
Once again our flags are at half mast. Mourning. Four months ago, Moncton mourned for our RCMP officers and the whole country mourned with us, and some of our neighbors to the south as well. Now, we mourn for two Canadian soldiers murdered in cold blood on home turf by two people who know by now that jihad doesn't necessarily lead to the promised land.
St. Jean sur Richilieu. I never heard of it before, but my next door neighbor moved to New Brunswick from St. Jean sur Richilieu last year. Lovely lady. Knocks on our door and hands us a plate. Shares her fudge and spaghetti sauce with us and its so yummy. Ottawa. I've been there. I was twelve. Beautiful parliament buildings. We have a copper maple leaf entombed in glass that I think came from a previous section of the roof of the house of Parliament. (I could be wrong about that, but it came from some part of the parliament buildings.) Bill got it in appreciation for something he did at work. Our parliament buildings: symbol of our democracy, our freedom, our diversity, our welcoming spirit. Perfect? No. But for two Canadian citizens to desecrate what the majority of us hold dear but never appreciate enough - our unknown soldiers, our forefathers and mothers who sacrificed for us, our soldiers today - our sons and our daughters and our nieces and nephews and our friends' children - most of whom would do whatever it takes to protect our lives and our freedoms - something is so wrong when our own citizens can turn their back on what they are so priviliged to posess and seek to serve the gods of terror.
May our bells continue to ring. May our soldiers continue to guard our unknown soldier. May our soldiers and police forces and RCMP continue to protect us and innocents of other nations. May we still welcome strangers to our shores. May we not be intimidated. May we support those who protect us.
OUR NATIONAL ANTHEM
O Canada! Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
http://dhfha2.blogspot.ca/2014/10/half-mast.html
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iuKkmXOso8g
http://dhfha2.blogspot.ca/2014/10/half-mast.html
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iuKkmXOso8g
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