After moving back to Sipovo, I resumed my education with my cousins and friends. With our house having been burned in the war, my Uncle, Dad, and other family members spent a lot of time rebuilding each other's houses. Times were not great but it was a lot better than a state of war and people were just happy to have their houses and land back so they could continue with their lives. My mother worked as a pharmacist in Jajce and my trips there once again became a part of my life. My brother had moved to Zagreb, Croatia where he could finish school and start his own life. I finished third grade in Sipovo and I thought it was the first of many school years to come, however, another large change was about to consume my life.