up until recently I believed my life belonged to the same path as seemingly everyone else in the world. Life was of unparticular methodical motions to which all my relatives, school mates, and friends belonged. In fact, as far as I was concerned, my life and the life of my children and grandchildren would involve a frivolous playground scene, earning of a degree in some repeatable subject, the spawning of a family of my own and in time even a Peaceful and expected death. Life would be simple, set in stone. In the least this is what was expected. It is this very flawed mentality that in lies the very reason for my shock when life seemed to distort that seemingly impenetrable path of discussion. Looking back on that day, I can't say I remember a whole lot...only glimpses of blood, and shocking pain still remain, burnt forever into my consciousness.