I watched an episode of the fantastic series Mad Men the other day in which the character Roger told his shrink that life was a series of firsts and once you realised the firsts were few and far between you realised your life was almost over. Well I am certainly feeling very alive right now. This week was the first time I readied my bomb shelter and the first time I heard a siren telling us to get into that shelter. I thought I had it covered after the last time. Nope.
I try to take the news in bite size chunks, it’s easy to work yourself into a panic if you are wired like me and watch too much. I have read a little bit on the internet and then shut it down. I don’t want to get into a political debate. I know what I think and that is enough for me.
I imagine the days to come will continue to hold some firsts for me and that thought chills me. So many innocent people are suffering in this never ending conflict. My thoughts are with all those affected both in Gaza and in Israel and hope, once again, that a speedy, diplomatic resolution brings us all some peace and perhaps plant some seeds of hope for the future.