As this idea only occurred to me two days ago it will be only a couple of days before it starts rolling at speed. For now, I will tell you that this is about me but, more, about the experience it takes to live through a war and then something completely different: Life itself.
Sure, most of us take it for granted, life, but all it takes to not have it is a split second. This I know and it is with this in mind that I begin here. You will benefit if your mind isn’t zipped up tight to suggestions. I will not be, “fatherly,” in tone but matter of fact. If I haven’t experienced it I will say so and then what I say will be a “best guess” from one who is seventy-seven and got here by the skin of his teeth.
I will most likely irk some sensitive individuals who think life is a lollipop. It ain’t. It is a grind and so full of flying bullets that ducking for cover sometimes is one’s only recourse. Then, of course, there are sunny days at the beach. A dip in a swimming pool. A fun time with friends and then, out of the blue, a shadow that turns it all dark. Or not. Interested?
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