Remembering and Reflecting

Remembrance Day is special.

In a triumphalist world it is special that once a year we choose not to glory in our victories, but to commemorate those who have fallen. The poppy is a symbol of heroism – but the heroism of sacrifice, not of victory.

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Waking up to disabilities.

I used to be scared of disabled people.

Not scared that they would bite, but terrified that they might talk to me. What if I can’t understand what they’re saying? What if I say the wrong thing?

Best to utter the usual platitudes of admiration and sympathy. And move on quickly.

That all changed the day I met Angela.

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