Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂

( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I  do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” ,  no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life  🙂 ).. 🙂

Hello Diary,

It is a Friday morning, a holiday weekend arriving here on the prairies… a weekend to remember the fallen who have given the sacrifice while serving… those who passed because mankind, closed minded and filled with hate and prejudice, chose the sword over the pen when trying to settle differences… and all that were accomplished was the sowing of more seeds of hate, anger and suffering… 

I know first hand about the cost of conflict… that is…