In England, and perhaps for many across the world, it is once again the time of year where we remember those who have fallen and wear a poppy to show our support of those dead from war and of those still fighting wars.
For those who are not familiar with the Remembrance Day tradition, it is a day ‘to commemorate the contribution of British and Commonwealth military and civilian servicemen and women in the two World Wars and later conflicts’. Traditionally, Remembrance Day is celebrated on the closest Sunday to the 11th of November but two minute silences are held on both the Sunday and on the 11th, known as Armistice Day. The Nation takes the time around the 11th of November to create memorials, lay and wear poppies which are sold to raise money for The Royal British Legion (which provide welfare for our service men and women, veterans, and their families).
It always makes me incredibly proud to see the effort that everyone puts into showing respect during this time and along with many, I will be having a two minute silence at 11am tomorrow with my poppy proudly displayed.
The reason for this blog post is that I find Remembrance day extremely important and a day that deserves so much respect as do the men and women it commemorates. I could not have posted any other blog so close to the 11th of November.