Why was my alarm going off at 4am? I was planning on going to the ANZAC day dawn service in Toowoomba, well I am embarrassed to admit that didn't go to plan. I was exhausted so I slept for 4 more hours and got up at 8am to get ready to attend the ANZAC day service my brother was marching in.
I felt pretty bad that I didn't get out of bed for the dawn service, but I was so happy to go to the 10am service with Trent, my parents & youngest brother, we were all so proud of Lachlan he went so well. He led the parade holding the Australian flag & also made an acceptance speech for the 'passing of the torch ceremony'.
It was a great service and I think it is always important to make an effort to go to services & pay our respects (our do so in your own way) to our service men & women. This was our way and watching my brother made me feel so proud!
Lachlan... I love this last photo, of Lachlan leading all the other cadets!
Locky, he makes me very proud.
The ceremony was surprisingly interrupted when 2 warbirds flew over head.
Burning of the gum leaves.
The wreaths that were laid by special guests & the public.
The ceremony was once again interrupted for a moment when 2 army helicopters flew over head.
Passing of the torch ceremony.
Dad & Mum with Lachlan. They are so proud of him & his commitment to cadets.
Trent, me, Lachlan & Tristan. I look terrible (joys of sinus & being tired & sun in my eyes! YAY) But I love these 3 guys so much, they mean the world to me.
I am proud to be Australian pretty much all the time, but on days like ANZAC day I feel that little more proud. We have this spirit that even through the rough times we are ok, everyone bands together & supports one another. Because being Australian means being there for your 'mates' & lending a hand, well we pretty much 'lend a hand' to anyone in trouble and sometimes the people we help are a little bit questionable but we go in and help them, because that is what Aussies do.
I love going to these services and watching Lachlan participate and next year will be a little sad as this was his last ANZAC day service (he is in grade 12 this year and that means it's his final year in cadets). And every darn service I get teary. I am not usually an overly publicly emotional person, but whenever I see my siblings do something important, I get choked up & normally I just don't talk, because if I speak I know I will lose it. And seeing Lachlan in an army uniform walking in a big parade, there is a swirling mix of emotions, I am so proud of him but then there is the sadness of him being in that uniform & I think of all the boys & men that went to war all those years ago to fight for our freedom & all the people still overseas & I couldn't imagine having him go away. And then there is always the part where I make sure my sunglasses are on & I don't start any conversations with anyone and I stand there trying not to cry and that is when they play that darn song 'Amazing Grace' & play 'The Last Post'. Yes, they are both lovely to listen to, but to be honest I hate them now (ok hate is a bit extreme, I just really dislike them). Ever since I was 12 & they were played at my Pops funeral, I cannot stand to listen to them... But those emotional parts aside the service was lovely (& lets be honest, it is pretty Un-Australian if you don't get emotional on ANZAC day). The weather was surprisingly cold & a perfect Autumn day, so after the service we went to McDonalds for some coffee & cake!
For the rest of the day I spent some time with Mum & then headed home with Trent. That night Trent & I went out for a quiet dinner together. It was a really lovely day.
So that was my ANZAC day, what did you do? Did you attend a service or did you take full advantage of the public holiday & escape somewhere nice to relax & be grateful for the beautiful & free country we live in?
Love you all.