Posts Tagged ‘reflection’

What Anzac Day means to me

April 26, 2010

War memorial in Leeds

So it was Anzac Day yesterday and I wasn’t feeling well so I missed out on the London celebrations, which was a bit of a bummer. When I told my boyfriend in the morning that I was too sick to go he mumbled that a stomach upset didn’t stop the diggers from fighting for us. Gosh, that made me feel guilty for a Sunday morning!

To me Anzac Day is a day of reflection and appreciation. I reflect on what it must’ve been like for those who fell in Gallipoli and appreciate that they fell for us in order to make our world a safer place. It also makes me think how lucky we are to grow up in a country where there is peace.

My parents grew up in Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe) when it was peaceful and it was only when my dad was 18 that the Rhodesian Bush War (civil war) began. He was so young and yet all of a sudden he was fighting alongside his best mates, attempting to stop Mugabe coming to power.

As we all know now, Mugabe won that war and continues to rule Zim. It’s so sad and difficult to image a safe place such as Australia, and Rhodesia as it was then, being taken away from you. My parents left soon after the war and never came back. They were one of the lucky ones – I still have family living there.

I can’t imagine myself living in a war-torn place and I certainly can’t imagine my boyfriend going off to war. I know that he would if he had to and that was what it must’ve been like for my dad.

It’s such a brave thing to do. But I know that my dad doesn’t think of himself as brave – it was what he had to do and I know it’s something that will stay with him forever.

So on Anzac Day I think about all of these things and remind myself how lucky I am.


Life is so short… make the most of it!

December 9, 2009

A good friend of mine got some terrible news on the weekend – her close friend had died in a car accident. She was only 24 and it happened so suddenly it was a shock to all of us.

I’ve been thinking about the tragedy over the past few days as her love ones spend time organising the funeral. Life is so short. It’s amazing how much time we all worry about the small things, stressing out that we missed the bus or losing sleep over a confrontation with a work colleague.

At the end of the day, do these small things really matter? We might not be here tomorrow, yet we take so many things in our lives for granted – such as the people around us who love us.

Don’t want to be sound too preachy, but isn’t it strange that the happiest people seem to be those whose position we wouldn’t want to be in? When I was in Africa years ago, there were many people in a worse off economic position than me, selling goods on the side of the road. This wouldn’t be my ideal lifestyle, yet I always saw them smiling!

Just goes to show that you don’t need material things to keep you happy – look at people like Tiger Woods and Victoria Beckham – do you think they’re happy?