C went to her first peace rally today. She slept through the whole thing.
It was particularly sad because I thought of all those soldiers - young women and men - who will never come home to their mamas. I thought of their mamas too - who carried and loved them as babies and watched them grow.
A's nan in England passed away yesterday peacefully at 94. She lost her husband in WWII - and was never the same after that loss.
When will we learn?