That's it, he is already married, this is her conviction. In fact, she remembers well his trouble when she questioned about a photo she glimpsed in his wallet. These are my sister and daughters, he assured her . She has no longer doubt, this is a married cowardly traitor. She hates him and wants his death.
Of course she has since rebuilt her life, she is married, gave birth to my little sister, I am in good health and relatively balanced. This will may never console herfrom that pain that has caused her this unknown to me. Out of curiosity, I research in directories, nothing, he must be blacklisted, or he no longer exists? Is he returned to get killed in the war?
I am happy in my life as it is. I've never dreamed or imagined otherwise, I let myself guided by my instinct. So I do not care, can be a little easier, but why complicate my life? I can not do anything, in fact I have already said and I repeat, I'm a bastard, I'm dealing with it and I'm proud! I assume this difference very well in this tolerant era towards many beings of my ilk. I'm free!
As I never had the idea to wear grievance to my mother, I do not blame her. Instead I thank her of this imperfect choice for her. Looking through this dramatic event and traumatic course, but vital for me: the origin of life that I enjoy every day since.
It does not remain me less than some raising questions as: Who is or was he really Yanick Michalewsky?Have I other brothers and sisters on his side? was he a good father to them ? How could they accept me? I am the living proof of one of these human cowardice suffered by this idyll. A day may comes when the answers might come to me, inesperatly ...
I grow some tolerance, I think. Particularly in love, I know that we need to know to be tolerant, but tolerance itself leaves me skeptical. It has its limitations, it is not always fair, because there is this intolerable that we must denounce and condemn, to defeat or to flee too, sometimes ... We can accept a lot by love, and deal with ... or better transgress. There are circumstances where it is simply impossible. Extremisms seem difficult to accept because they are not moderated and do not plead for fair measures. This is another weakness that can exploit the manipulators who also have their tolerance level, at least in regard to the indulgence they offer themselves as to their missactions and missculture.
To travel gives me great recomfort and satisfaction. Since my childhood, I dream to see Maya pyramids and the Great Wall of China, and the basilica of Constantinople, and, and ... It's a bit like coming to visit places that would have been familiar in more distant past lives. Now that fate has favored me by letting me come into the world in the laic occident , that my neurons are smart enough to give me access to large studies, I arrived at the end of my cycle architecture school, and I have the means, I'll go to visit these places at the end of the world which invaded my nights since forever, I think.