Two people I care very deeply about are serving in Afghanistan this ANZAC Day and, like their parents, I am holding on, hoping, expecting, ‘praying’ for their safe return from dangerous duty a long way from us.
They seem to me, as they did two years ago, implausibly young, impossibly young to be caught up again in such serious matters. We just want them home safe.
I guess it’s always been like that. There’s no ‘right’ age to be at war.
My thoughts are with the families of all those who serve.