How is it that a border no one can see or touch stands between car bombs, militias, death squads and… peace, safety? It’s difficult to believe- even now. I sit here and write this and wonder why I can’t hear the explosions.
I wonder at how the windows don’t rattle as the planes pass overhead. I’m trying to rid myself of the expectation that armed people in black will break through the door and into our lives. I’m trying to let my eyes grow accustomed to streets free of road blocks, hummers and pictures of Muqtada and the rest… (3)
The sun might not be shining here in Palmerston North, but I feel radiant, today.
1 - 'SIS gives Ahmed Zaoui the all-clear,' unattributed NZPA atrilce in the Dominion Post, 13th of September 2007.
2 - http://riverbendblog.blogspot.com/
3 - ibid. From the post 'Leaving Home ...', 6th of September, 2007.