I attended the funeral of Captain Nichola Goddard today. She is Canada's first female soldier to be killed in combat. She
died last week after an ambush in Afghanistan. The funeral was open to
the public and I just felt that it was something I wanted to be a part
of. The three minute clips on the evening news can never give you the
sense of something like this.
You can find out more about Captain Goddard here.
The full texts of the eulogies are also online:
I
have been thinking a lot about fate lately. It was such an accident of
birth that we ended up where we did when we did. That we are where we
are now, with the choices that we have available to us. It seems to me
that we have such a burden of responsibility to make the world a better
place for those who were born into far worse circumstances. It is more
than donating money to charities – it is taking action and trying to
make things better. You have both shown me that throughout my life –
but here, I realize it more than ever before.
My
current job and role in Afghanistan is part of that – but it is more
the non-governmental organizations that come later. They are the ones
that really make the difference. I like to think that my being here
means they will be able to come that much sooner, and operate more
freely. I will be looking for more opportunities to volunteer in
Wainwright and to really try to make a difference. It is very humbling
to be here, part of something so much bigger than myself.
Love always,
Nichola