We flew in on the overnight flight from Darwin,
landing in Sydney at 6.30am this morning.
A quiet Anzac Day for us this year.
I dedicate this post to all those who have fought
for us to live the life we live.
For all the lives lost I shed a tear,
it is always poignant day.
Usually we would attend a service or march,
but it wasn't going to happen today.
We live with our very own digger.
I especially dedicate this to my brave husband
who has seen active service and still stands tall.
This photo was taken last year.
The Fairy with her Da as he gets ready to march through Sydney.
We are so proud of you
and lucky to have you back safe with us.
To all those souls who did not make it home;
a tear and a prayer.