As a musician, I always end up performing on Remembrance Day. It is an honour and a privilege. I’m thankful that I don’t have to express in words exactly the feelings that other people are required to on this day. Music speaks for me, and if I do my job right, others understand.
If you want to encapsulate the best possible meaning of today, imagine this: for every name on that memorial, cross, or wreath, a group of Afghan children, a Jewish couple, a Korean mother, or someone else, is alive today because a person cared enough to give up their life for someone that they had never, and will never, meet, see, or get to know. That is love.