An act withdrawn
The message is hard to convey in words so the act is what is left to express a view that is both of sadness and steely determination.
It is a selfish mind that thinks of self first and others later, yet as a pall of unhappiness blots out the light at the end of the tunnel, the journey suddenly seems much longer and the groping in the darkness is the hoping against hope that each step forward leads to some escape.
The message is the act of not sending a message when it mattered, a whole of debate and disagreement, the mind spilt into a duel of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde contesting the will of desire and dissent.
Dissent won in the end, the situation is not made any easier by the fact that another year may have to pass in the brooding and sulking.
Losing battles and winning wars
Yet, like one would realise as always, they may be impervious to reason, reasoning, the reasonable or reasonableness as one battles again against forces unfussed or unconcerned whilst stuck in the quagmire of their own making.
To relent, one must not as page after page of the saga is written until it rings a bell somewhere in the annals of reflection and consideration for a better and alternate course. That call was not made and will not be made.
It is a battle for familial sanity and a war for right thinking, but like many wars fought long before, generals might be lost for all the battles it takes to win the war.
May there be hope, may there be the promise, may there be the possibility and may there eventually be the mind to put all this in the past and the many days to celebrate the better of each and every one of us.
May there be happy cause soon to make the calls that one should make for love and more that matters than just this.
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