Epilogue or life is a game ...

A lot has changed 20 years later. Well, I would never have dreamed that so much has changed. Often when I think back I am really amazed at what happened to me. I actually became the mother of two sons, Matt (15 years) and Alex (11 years) and I still live in Ireland with my husband. We still live under our aliases, which are now quite normal for us. Well we now live in Dublin as a family in a large apartment. We have given up our killer job completely. Max is now one of our best friends, he still works as an arms dealer now, albeit legally. Well, when I tell my children what I used to do, they laugh at me. They don't think that something like this can happen, it's fine with me, not that they start something like that too. We never heard from the Mafia or the Black Wolves again. Well Mike now works as a manager of a different company than 20 years ago but he earns a lot, but I still give kickboxing lessons, my children do something different. Matt does tai chi, no idea how he got into it and Alex is of course on the soccer team and plays a little guitar on the side. I am so proud of her. But why shouldn't I be?

So much has changed since then and I decided to write a book about myself one day. A book that shows how much can go wrong in life at times. My story is as rare as a flying fish and yet there is it often, a story about problems, violence, loneliness and finding myself. The only thing that hurts about it is that I will never see my parents again, or that they do not know that I am still alive, let alone where I am. But maybe it's a good thing that they don't know about my new existence. You would raise hopes that I would not live up to.

My life is a game, a game with many fields, sections and players.A game whose end is uncertain. My life is a game in an indefinite hand that leads, gives or takes to me. A hand that has the power to decide whether to live or die.

The game of life

Everyone has their own game.
For some it's too much
it is not enough for the others.
That's why they choose others.
They want to change other people's games
shake and tug at all edges.
They just get involved in the game
but at some point the player is alone again.
In the end, the game isn't what it should be.
Not in the way the player wanted it to be.
Each player plays his game for himself,
so be careful that nobody breaks your rules!
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Thanks again for reading!
So then I can only say that I'm gone two weeks now, hopefully to come back with lots of ideas for my next FF "How to live as Sister?" continue to write.