I'm sat here listening to the 70th Anniversary D-Day Celebrations on the radio and feel so unashamedly moved by the accounts, stories and echoes from the past, that I had to write this blog today.
Although I didn't have family involved in the operation and am not an historian, today my heart goes out to the families that did, to the veterans still with us and the memories of those lost, who played such an important part in our liberation. Their stories of fear, trauma, loss, injury and loyalty to the cause just serves as such a poignant reminder about what we worry about in today's modern world. It has certainly made me stop in my tracks this morning.
We complain about so many things; our broadband not being fast enough or going down as mine just has, the price of fuel, Monsato's evil reign, GMO and politicians incompetence, although when we think about the hardships that troops from around the world endured and the sacrifice that so many gave up for our right to be free, it just puts so much into perspective.
I'm not, for one moment, suggesting that we must loose ourselves in the past. Although showing respect and gratitude to those who have enabled us to live the lives we do today, is just one small thing we can do to honour those who played such an important role in the shape of our today. A practice of gratitude for all things we have, is just a small offering.
So as you go about your daily routines today and this weekend, take some time to reflect back at those who willingly gave up their time to fight for our freedom and just offer up a gratitude to their heroic piece in history's jigsaw. Let go of your anger in the traffic jam, release for a moment the annoyance someone being rude to you or the irritation of yet another day of rain. Caste your mind back and shower it with love and gratitude, just for while and allow the echoes on our past heroes whistle within the wind and give them a moment of our time to hear their heart beats.