This morning I woke up and made my kids’ breakfast. I hugged them tighter than ever before. I smoothed their fly away hairs and wiped some food from their face. I got them dressed, cleaned up their dishes and made their beds. Just like I do every day. I have three kids of similar ages to one of the two hostages killed in yesterday’s siege. How do you explain to those children what happened to their mum?
My 4yo, oblivious to the events, heard a snippet from the news. “Who changed someone’s lives?”, she asked. “A nasty person did some nasty things,” I replied. “That person should be with their family not just walking around doing nasty things”.
Then I sat on the couch and cried.
Go gently xx
Hi, I'm Bianca Wordley, I write about life.
I’ve been in tears about 10 times so far today. So sad, I was hoping this morning that it all would’ve been resolved without bloodshed and death. So random. My heart is aching for all the families and friends affected directly. I too have been hugging my children tight.
My heart hurts for the innocent lives lost, the families left behind, the surviving hostages whose lives remain forever changed and the police officers who – yes, they were doing their job – but gosh, what a job to have to do that day (and night). May we all be able to hug our loved ones a little tighter. x
Ditto here at our place. I’m crying too. I sat stunned while my son played at the shopping centre playground. Can’t imagine not being here to see him.
It is such a shock to everything we thought our country was. That kind of stuff just doesn’t happen in Australia, until it does. I couldn’t function yesterday either. I can’t stop thinking about all of the hostages and wondering, for the ones lucky enough to survive, will they ever be able to pop into a cafe to buy a coffee ever again. How do you come back from that?