I’m sure I’m not alone in being torn between keeping an eye on the Middle East and watching over a loved one’s health and healing. My heart goes out to all of you.

I’ve kind of got my head buried in the sand over the war. I know that we’re bombing and invading, but that’s about it. I’ve got different priorities right now, be that right or wrong. My little Braveheart had surgery this week to remove a tumor. I’m not even thinking about the biopsy results, I’m just trying to keep him as calm and quiet as possible. He’s got a big Frankstein styled wound on his side, all stitched up and causing him a some discomfort. I’ve been home with him for two days now, watching over him as he sleeps, cuddling as needed and making sure he’s eating a drinking normally.

I’m not sure what I’d be feeling about the war if I didn’t have a distraction. All I can say is that I’ll join Moby in a wish that this war ends as swiftly and bloodlessly as possible.

peace.