After such an awful tragedy in Manchester, the life can never be carried on as before. I felt exactly the same when the 7/7 terror attack happened. I remember being excited about London to host the 2012 Olympic game. The days ahead seemed like filled with euphoria and optimism. Then, the very next day, the atrocity happened. All the bubbly happy feeling inside me disappeared into thin air, and I was left with a large hole in my heart. The happiness I felt the day before felt like a light year ago’s thing.
I am feeling exactly the same right now. For all those victims in Manchester Arena, who happened to be in a wrong place at wrong time, their life was cruelly cut short. And the families, how much heartache are they suffering Ther life is altered forever. I can’t stop thinking about them. It is frustrating that I can’t do much other than sympathizing with them. During the coming weeks and months, more facts regarding the attack will be discovered, and we will adjust our daily life to the new reality.
Contrary to a bright cloudless morning sky I see through the windows this morning, the future ahead seems to be turbulent and gloomy.
I will move forward and conduct my life as normal because that is what we all have to do against those cowardly jihadists. However, I will do so with a very heavy heart…