It seems there’s a few groups in Lebanon who haven’t heard about the ceasefire. We’re still getting rockets.  But the atmosphere has begun to pcik up.  I now am beginning to assess the damage to my mind, my life as well as the country.  Of course there is the damage all around – the terrible ongoing situation of the hostages, the tragedies of their families, the ptsd of an entire population, the disintegration of the concept of moral government, etc. etc.  But there’s also the distintegration of my mind.  The uncertainty of every day makes so much to hold in my memory that I am forgetting the most important things – even family.  I hope we can learn to forgive each other.  If I owe you a letter, I’m asking for mass forgiveness.  If I missed your party – I don’t remember…. I’m still busy waiting for a siren.