NOVEMBER

  My November

 

This is the month I was born in, back in 1954. Sarajevo was buried under snow. Fresh, the smell of snow in the air – that was my first breath of life. Perhaps that's why I love November and the excitement in anticipation of the first snow.

 

According to my mom, it was dawn when I came into this world. Suddenly. Nobody was expecting me. I caught my mom off guard. My dad was out of town on business. Knowing that my arrival will not wait until the morning, my mom called the neighbor to help her with my birth. It was not much of a birth. Mom says that I simply slipped into life.

Perhaps this act explains everything that happened later on in my life. Now or never - my life motto. I have made all my decisions in the moment. I did not dream of this life, I have lived it. Like a warrior thrown into battle without a strategy, yet knowing that the battle itself is victory.