It is launch day

It’s done, honed, stripped bare, polished like a gem. It’s ready to go out.

It’s  my book, it’s my stand, it’s my defiance in the face of 18 years of oppression and my wife’s constant suffering. It’s my shout in the dark, my whistling in the wind,  it’s my hope and my dream .

It’s my heart and my soul. It’s all that I am as a man, as a carer, as a nurse.

Today is launch day. It’s a good day, a perfect day for that.


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