Saturday, 4 April 2015

Confessions of a combatant: God will not forgive anyone here

Part Four: Unsent letter to my eldest daughter. Hello, princess. You were always a rock, with obnoxious character. Got it from me, no doubt. Leaving for the war, I have forgiven you. You know what for. Finally dropped the burdensome weight of denying the existence of my own daughter from my shoulders. And left. With great relief in my soul. About a month later, I returned to St. Pete to recuperate for a few days. Meeting friends and acquaintances was inevitable, of course... And talking was just as inevitable. And always, always I felt the most important question in these conversations, the whole point. Which no one dared to ...read more



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