One of the great things about living in Cardiff is that as a resident you actually own a tiny piece of Cardiff Castle! And for a small annual fee (£5) you get to have your very own key card. This means you can come and go as you please without additional entrance fee costs. I love it!
Cardiff Castle is absolutely beautiful with many things to do and places to explore in the safety of the grounds. And being right in the centre of town makes it so easy to get to with a toddler in tow. One thing I must say and find totally unnecessary is the ‘Birds of Prey exhibition’. These poor owls are shackled. They should not be there.
On this particular day, the grounds were being prepared for a ‘Remembrance Day Memorial’. Rory was almost 3. Death was a subject that we had already began talking about. I was a little unsure of how much to tell him but his curiosity made me delve into such unknown territory that I just hope my responses were age appropriate. He always surprises me though!. We once came across a small dead animal and Rory asked me why it wasn’t moving. Thinking of the potential upset I would cause him if I told him the truth, I told him that the animal was probably sleeping. Only to be told “no it’s dead, absolutely dead I’m afraid mummy”! Since then, I have always been as honest as I can about everything!
It was beautiful and peaceful to share this special Remembrance with my son. I could see in his face that he had some level of empathy. We took our time and I read out some of the names of the deceased whilst trying to explain why we honour and respect the people that went to war and never came back. I cant even begin to imagine how all of the mothers felt waving off their young sons to go to battle, never to return.
I am truly grateful to all of our troops who put their lives on the line for us. They are the most courageous and bravest people. I hope to continue to teach my son about how we got to where we are today. But most importantly, how we must never forget.