At what price
Ive not lived here long and yet i keep being asked why did i move here. Why did i leave a green and pleasant land for this one.
It just feels like home. Even now with all that is happening. Home.
Im not sentimental
I do not do nostalgia
Im rather down to earth and practical.
Yet
I got to thinking im here but at what price.
My sons will not be called to reserve duty as they were injured during active service
A price paid.
We have had many lone soldiers over our doorstep. A family away from parents. Its wonderful knowing them.
But its been frought with tears and heartbreak. Two are dead. Two are on our borders. Two are waiting to be called.
The price rises.
Life is priceless.
The value i place on each one is above rubies,pearls and diamonds.
Im priviledged to live among people who feel the same.
We have seen what that means these past days.
Our collective grief and our collective anger and our collective fear will hold us together.
Not me
But we. The coming together. Mutual support. These are the reasons i stay.