warning

Consider yourself warned. I expect this blog to be an outlet for the discontent and anger I've been holding inside for some time now. Although I realize how lucky I am to be alive. I think from time to time, because of human nature, I forget those hard times and revert to being weak minded and fret over the little things, that in all actuality are very unimportant, to say the least.

A little history on me so that the previous statement makes a little more sense.

I was born at the height of a civil war. In retrospect that is very much and oxymoron because it was as from civil as one could get. Either way my birth was, let me repeat the key word, during WAR. I came a couple months early and in the midst of battle, my mother and father were escorted to the hospital where I was to be born by armed men. From my birth up until the age of about 2 and half years old, I lived in a country plagued with war and the evil that takes over a people when the death around them becomes as common as the cold or flu. In other words no escaping it, because the hate just spreads.

My father made what I think was the best decision of his life. At the tender age of 23, he put his life aside and along with my mother decided that my brother and I deserved a better life. So my father and mother who would have probably survived the war, with no regard for their life headed north to the land of opportunity, where they knew they themselves would be second class citizens so that their two boys would not have to. Something I don't think I could ever thank them enough for.

to be continued......