So once again this week I hugged my little girl a bit tighter and gave her an extra kiss at bedtime and just sat and watched her beautiful sleeping face and vowed even harder that I would do anything on earth to protect her from harm. No doubt the mothers of the injured and dead from Wednesday’s attack would have done the same, no doubt the mum who was killed on her way to pick up her children from school would have protected them at all costs. It’s truly heart breaking and well, just pointless. Five minutes of relentless destruction that once again has left children without a mum, a wife without a husband and lives permanently changed by injury forever.
Hope not hate
We can’t let this darkness win. We have to carry on, pull together and show them that #wearenotafraid It is our responsibility to bring our children up to love, tolerate and respect everybody no matter what their religious or sexual choices are and no matter where they come from. We have to try and eradicate this hatred that seems to be enveloping parts of the world. I truly believe that our children can undo the wrong in our beautiful world if we guide them down the right path and bring them up to be kind to and interested in people rather than be suspicious and defensive. They are our little rays of innocent sunshine and our hope for the future. Children aren’t born to hate, sadly they learn this behaviour. Let’s not let that happen on our watch.
The human spirit is an awesome thing. I saw it in the people who stopped to help the injured, the nurses that ran with equipment in their arms from a nearby hospital and the little memorials that immediately sprang up to honour the victims but also show a bit of defiance in the face of adversity. That lovely human spirit is there all the time we just need to make sure that it’s the dominant feeling instead of all this bloody hate.
Let’s embrace our diversity, not tear each other apart.