This is my second Lest We Forget post. My first is a story, Careless Talk. Complete fiction but set in a true life setting. This post is far more personal. As you will find out.
Recently I read that fear may be coerced, obedience enforced, but respect has to flow freely from a heart full of appreciation for another person’s admirable qualities and/or behaviour.
As a child I was taught to respect other people’s privacy. Don’t get me wrong if something fell into my lap I would take a peep – I’m human not a machine but I wouldn’t go looking for it. Surely if you go searching for trouble you may eventually find it?