Paying my respects

 

When the siege happened in Sydney, I was scared.  Scared for my family.  Thankful that my husband had stayed an extra day in Melbourne for our sons birthday.  I’m moving to Sydney, and it happened in Sydney.

I know it’s just as likely to happen in Melbourne… and when I say “I know”, I really do know (inside information).

I’ve lived in London and been caught up in several bomb scares. One where I actually rang people to say my goodbyes as we were herded into a bomb shelter.  But I was never scared then.

Is it because I have children to worry about now?  I feel sick when I think of Katrina Dawson’s young kids.

Yes we have to unite, and be brave.  But it doesn’t mean, that somewhere deep down, on occasion, I’m not just a little bit fearful.

Our thoughts go out to the families of Tori Johnson and Katrina Dawson, and everyone else affected by the events in Martin Place, and whose life will never be the same again.

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