10am
Driving home, blurry-eyed.
Mind on my own problems.
Slowly the fact that traffic seems to slow at every over pass tickles into my over active mind.
Slowly the fact that every over pass holds an emergency vechicle.
Police.
Fire.
Ambulance.
Families in minivans are camped out on the side of the service road running parrallel to the highway.
At the site of the Canadian Flag my brain finally catches up with my eyes.
I'm traveling the Highway of Heroes.
Today two of our soldiers are being repatriated.
People are showing their support.
Solidarity.
Instantly tears welling in my eyes, quickly spilling down my cheeks.
Ten minutes ago I was worried about now what seems like small insignificant problems.
The tears didn't stop until I got home.