Last week Sarah spent the night at my house in an attempt to break away from her boyfriend whom she had been fighting with. We spent seven hours drinking and watching old war movies on the History channel. We bonded over Okinawa, slept through trench warfare and popped corn through much of the late 60's. This wasn't the first time we had spent such a night together. She and her boyfriend have a history of their own, and since I am a close ally, she knows she can always count on me to stand by her side and open her beers. That's what friends do -- they hold your hand and help you plan a cease-fire.
As we neared the end of our movie marathon, and peace was once again restored to the world I got to thinking about history. World War I was once called The Great War because it was supposed to be the only one, then came WWII, the Korean conflict, Vietnam, and so on and so forth. It seems there has never been a time of peace. It's the same in relationships -- we break up, make up, but when will we wake up and see how history repeats itself? Will we ever learn our lesson or will we continue making the same mistakes? Is it possible to have peace without confict?
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