The last 24 hours for me have been an emotional roller coaster, for a variety of reasons – some work, some personal, and some very personal. But the reasons that relate to this post are a result of my time in the Army. Yesterday afternoon I received a large package from National Defense Headquarters (NDHQ) containing a letter and certificate thanking me for my 14 years of service in the Canadian Forces. I was excited to have finally completed the clear out process from the Army, as a gradual shift in priorities (in combination with an aging body) made remaining in the Army no longer feasible. At the same time I felt torn as I had met a lot of great people, most of whom I still call friends, and as a result have nothing but good memories of my time.
And then it was great sadness that I read about the death of Cpl Nathan Hornburg, a soldier from the King’s Own Calgary Regiment (RCAC), the Army regiment I spent most of my time with. The death of any Canadian soldier is tragic, more so when it is someone from your own regiment. For me it is extra hurtful as Nathan was assigned to my troop when he first joined the Regiment and was a part of my tank crew.
My thoughts go out to Nathan’s family. And to the other members of Regiment who remain overseas, keep safe and carry on what Nathan started.