Talking to people is always interesting, especially in this work. Again a family came to meet us and again the subject of "where is your father" came up. I have learned not to ask this question with any casualty. If the question comes up I do all I can to control the selfish urge to plug my ears and begin humming loudly. But alas the question comes up and I hold tight waiting for the answer.
The answers to that question range from "don't know" to "we're divorced" to "he was blown up by a suicide bomber." or "killed by vehabija."
What do I learn from the answers to that question.
*to be grateful
*to be aware of others-everyone has their own set of experiences they are dealing with.
*to be very careful what I feel the luxury to complain about. It could always be so much worse.
I was also so very pleased and grateful to the Serbian military for their work of the past months. Check out the latest news! It is absolutely thrilling!
http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/k/radovan_karadzic/index.html?excamp=GGGNkaradzicnews&WT.srch=1&WT.mc_ev=click&WT.mc_id=GN-S-E-GG-NA-S-karadzic_news
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