Remembrance Sunday
After everyone else had gone, once again we sat and talked. Of past lives and histories, childhoods lost and things to come. Bosnia. The shadow it casts over your life. The months and months after you came back, deeply depressed, unable to function, the gradual rebuilding, again and again.Eventually, in the small hours as I try to persuade you of the strength, the bravery it has taken for you to overcome trauma after trauma throughout your adult life I finally ask if you think any of these things could have happened to you if not for Bosnia. Surprised, you say to me 'but, of course not, it was always because of Bosnia'.
At 11am today I watched the ceremony at the Cenotaph in silence and my thoughts were with you and every other.
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This is really bad, but at 11am, I was on the phone to my mum, and we both forgot about it. This is the first time since I can remember I wasn't silent at this time.
ps - it was my fault, it was 11am my time, not her time!
I remembered!
Vi, These things happen, especially if you're trying to juggle time zones!
Casdok, well done you!
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