My mother managed through the wars by always looking forward.  And when things were particularly difficult, don’t think at all about what happened, only if it helps you to understand what will happen.  This always helps me in times of war.

So I will not dwell on decapitation of babies in the south, but the need to fortify the defences in the north.  Thank goodness my invalid friend in the northern border has been moved to a safe place.  She was saying she will die in her living room, the one with a piece of rocket from the gulf war on her sideboard, and I was tortured by that image.  

One of my grandsons is volunteering to organize packages to soldiers in the south, one is a soldier,  and my daughter is treating people for trauma.  But I am doing little except writing, comforting friends, and following the news.

My blue-eyed cardiologist met me this morning because he’s going on reserve duty tomorrow, and although he really concentrated on my heart, I could see the concern in those beautiful eyes.  

My mother always said you should keep the people who need to concentrate on defence full of love and power.