Anzac Day reflections

Hi all,

It has been a while since I’ve posted. Life has been busy - well busier than usual - and I’ve also been having one of those periods where my identity as a veteran has felt like it doesn’t quite fit.

But given today is Anzac Day it’s prompted me to reflect. It was a year ago that these forums started and I’ve been around since then. I think of those who have reached out for connection or advice and those who’ve offered support. I think we have all filled both of these roles at different times. I think that is what connects us as veterans - the desire

to look out for each other - that value of service that doesn’t leave us even when we leave the ADF.

Today I’m also thinking of the good and bad parts of my service. The good is the great people I’ve served with, the things I’ve learned, the opportunities to push myself, knowing that I’ve made a difference. These outweigh the bad but don’t erase them. It’s about making space for both parts to co-exist. That’s been the learning in my recovery. I can be impacted AND have positive memories. And that’s ok.

This Anzac Day morning I went to a service with my son. I didn’t wear my medals, something I’m always uncomfortable about, but standing there I was struck that I am part of a legacy. The ANZACs didn’t invent mateship or sacrifice but they reminded us of those qualities that we recognise and see in so many spheres.

I'm interested in hearing other Anzac Day reflections or what you did (if anything) to mark the day.