There have been tears this week. The pandemic has faded to the background as Canada had faced another terror.
The tragic event in Nova Scotia strikes all of us. Definitely not as it strikes those 22 families but it does hit home. We live in a country that feels safe and yet at this moment you realize it could be anywhere in Canada. It is conceivable for it to be in your own province even though it feels surreal when it happens.
For me this has hit close to my memory banks. It’s pulled back the onion skin layers that held my work life together and brought with it some flashbacks. At the time of these events I coped and yet, right now, the news and the photos can reduce me to tears. But I watch because I want to honour those that died. Not watching or reading is easy but it’s important that we pay attention.
I felt Canada’s healing arms tonight though. I hope those in Nova Scotia could feel the love as well. It was pulled together to help highlight the importance of giving to Canada’s food banks.
It showed the silver lining of the pandemic here at home. That we can pull together. Unsung heroes were serenaded tonight. Talent from coast to coast to coast were pulled in to give a take from all parts of our great country.
It’s taken me a week to rebalance and try to sort out my emotions. It’s taken some tears and hugs, a couple of long quiet walks. It’s taken a while for the words to flow again. The words won’t change what happened but they do, in my tiny way, pay tribute to those lives that were so impacted.