Your proudest moment?

The birth of my son back in 2005
This is going to sound a bit wet, but when my daughter told that I was her hero last Saturday she is only 6. The restaurant needs cleaning as it was awfully dusty.
The day that I took my 5 year old brother to infant school 1968, his first day. My proudest moment was when he walked into the playground the school is now a public library.

A year later I joined up.

Many a proud moment since then, but nothing has or ever will, surpass that 'moment' for me.
Marrying my wife.

Beats even commission in FDF...but is bit more rough time to time... 8)
Working in Shanghai, delivering a speech at a conference and having an attractive young lady asking for my autograph.
Still haven't got over it 5 years later.
Marching on to the parade square for my Passing Out Parade, 18th December 1987.

Hearing my dad brag to his mates that his daughter was in the Army (after he'd spent the best part of a year trying to talk me out of joining up).

Watching my daughter get up to play the violin in front of the whole school and parents, bursting out crying and leaving the stage only to get herself back together, go back on and play note perfect, her first recital.
The birth of the twins.

The moment the Jade Dream said 'Yes'.

Her dad smiling at me for the first time (this was about a year later!)

Passing off the square at Depot.

Passing out of Depot.

Leading my very first Section Attack on my Advanced Soldier Cadre (as was then) and the RSM nodding at me "That'll do."

A whole host of things too little to mention that let me look my reflection in the eye and say, "You've done alright today".
Getting married and giving a speech to my wonderful family.
The birth of my three children.

My eldest getting a Golden Badge award last year at school for being the best behaved and most courteous child in her year. Her winning it again this year! Bloody amazing!

Knowing that the money we all donated to Holidays 4 Heroes has gone to a cracking good cause because MDN said "Mission accomplished." Reading about how much it meant to them and their family. Dusty times indeed.
Laying a wreath each year on Remembrance Sunday.
Passing out of JLRRA
My wings and lid
The birth of my daughters.
My daughters first public singing solos
Becoming a dad for the first time. 26 years ago today.
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