I live for those who love me, for those who know me true, for the heaven so blue above me, and the good that I can do.
Grunts on the line, where the enemy wants them dead, still goof off - even knowing that by letting their guard down they might die.
We learn best to listen to our own voices if we are listening at the same time to other women - whose stories, for all our differences, turn out, if we listen well, to be our stories also.