Oh, That Fighting For Peace Is Like

Nobody Can Pretend To Know What People Want To Read Or Hear Or See. People Rarely Know It Themselves; They Only Know It After The Fact.

We Have A Tendency To Put Ourselves Last, We Concentrate On Everything Else; Work, Friends, Family, Home Issues, But We Ignore The Deeper Stuff Until It Becomes So Compressed That It Can Explode.

When Something Tragic Has Happened, You'll Find That You, The Tragicee, Become The Person That Has To Make Everything Comfortable For Everyone Else.... As A Tragicee And Future Divorcee, You'll Also Find That People Will Question You On The Biggest Decisions You've Ever Made In Your Life As Though You Hadn't Thought About Them At All Before – As Though, Through Their Twenty Questions And Dubious Faces, They're Going To Shine Light On Something That You Missed The Hundredth Time Around During Your Darkest Hours.

I Think That Most People Go To Bookshops And Have No Idea What They Want To Buy. Somehow The Books Sit There, Almost Magically Willing People To Pick Them Up. The Right Person For The Right Book. Its As Though They Know Whose Life They Need To Be A Part Of, How They Can Make A Difference, How They Can Teach A Lesson, Put A Smile On A Face At Just The Right Time.

This Story Is About People,secrets And Time.about People Who, Not Unlike Parcels,hide Secrets,who Cover Themselves With Layers Until They Present Themselves To The Right Ones Who Can Unwrap Them And See Inside.