A friend on Facebook posted the most amazing video on Remembrance Day. It was a vignette of photos taken of one soldier's journey from Air Force Base Trenton to the chief coroner's office in Toronto along the Highway of Heroes. The soldier in question died in combat in Afghanistan. I've watched this video three times since it was posted and was moved to tears each time. And, on several occasions I sobbed. I shared this video with my other friends on Facebook because I felt it was worth sharing. Lest we forget.
One of the reasons it moved me so deeply is that it made me realize just how lucky I am to be a Canadian; to be born in a land where I am truly free. I am grateful that I live in a country where I am free to voice my opinions in public without fear of imprisonment and death. I am grateful that I can sleep at night without the sound of gunfire in the street and mortar shells falling nearby. I am grateful that I can fall in love with whomever I wish without fear of reprisal. I am grateful that I can work at a job I love without being forced into a career because it is good for the state. And I am grateful that I have access to free, world-class medical care no matter how long I have to wait. These are all things that other people in this world don't have. When I think of these things it helps to make my other problems seem small by comparison. These other problems are things I can deal with. Given the level of poverty, social injustice and civil unrest we have in this world, I'm just glad I'm lucky enough that the small things I have a tendency to worry about are problems! It means that I'm healthy, clothed, fed and housed- that my basic needs are met. It means that I'm free.
Yes, I'm very proud to be a Canadian. What are you grateful for? What does being a Canadian mean to you? I'd love to hear about it.