To begin anew.

Roana’s expression fell a little, realizing where she may have made a misstep. She was fairly accustomed to setting aside her emotions and powering through – most soliders were. If they didn’t they would be ineffective. But most people were not like that. Most suffered when the suffering was happening, not years later out of the blue during a quiet evening over tea with friends. While what she said might have been factual, it wasn’t particularly sensitive to his struggles. ”I am sorry, yes that is very true.” she said, acknowledging that building a home for family, whatever that family might be, was indeed an honorable task to undertake. ”But I do hope you find reason to keep going in this world…it isn’t healthy to live for the past.” she said quietly. ”You should meet my sister-in-law some time. She is a sweet girl and much more…personable than I.” she said with a light laugh. Roana May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground Carry on