Why
Less at war with myself today, the moments I caught the trembling in my voice, the moment I thought about him like we still existed, the moment I opened my thoughts to the differing pains of my sons, the conversation about the hurt that people cause each other because of course I do this for work.
Less at war with self one day at a time because who is the best person to talk about the pain if not me?
The over-familiarity with the adrenaline-fuelled fear that has over- run my body for far too long.
I, that child, went to war and never left the front line until now.
Now, this, bit-by-bit, I will be less at war until my body has stood down. She deserves rest, water and a little cushion.
Less at war means opening this book, Less at war creates a home for this tale, Less at war.