My mind is filled with sadness - the sadness of human loss, the sadness of human suffering, the sadness of injustice, the sadness of transient mortality. November 11 will soon be upon us. I will wear my poppy and stand in tearful silence at the eleventh hour.
Until then I shall reflect on the innate goodness and heroism of those I can never hope to emulate and make my small contribution to such causes as children in need. I wish I could do so much more.
