It’s Anzac Day, here in Australia. A day when we remember the fallen in both the world wars especially, but also those who have since died in other wars. This year is the first one in two years when Dawn Services are back in full strength, so we have bundled up this morning to attend.
It is a good day to reflect on the cost of war. With the war in the Ukraine still going, I’m certainly getting my first experience of how horrific it truly is. And that’s front the safety of my own home, thousands of kilometres from any of the action. The stories and images alone are terrifying. I cannot imagine what it must be like for those who are living through it.
Remembering past horrors can help us to avoid repeating them. Or so we hope. This week on the blog we have little theme of remembrance running through. I’m finally reviewing The Gulag Archipelago by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn. I actually finished this book back in March, but I’ve not yet written a review. So far, it’s been one of the hardest hitting books on my list. I hope I can do it justice in my review. Certainly, I’ve been struggling a little to get my thoughts into a comprehensible format on that book. I think because reading it was mainly a series of emotional impressions, rather than clear thoughts. Anyhow, that’s coming up and I hope you enjoy.
But for now, I’m going to sit down with a cup of tea and a plate of bacon and enjoy the lighter side of the often somber holiday.
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