It’s good to be back home. It really is. Back to my family, my home.
But. Twenty-five days without news (almost) was great. The news here seems to be designed to make us melancholy.
On top of that, this is a day for remembering. Eleven years ago, I was at work. Someone told me a plane had crashed into a building in New York. I thought it was an accident. On the way back home, it became clear that it wasn’t.
We were on holiday in Ireland when our ten-year-old son announced that Princess Diana had died. “Not possible” was our reaction. We were wrong.
As a child, I was always at home when these things happened. John F Kennedy and his brother. Aberfan. And more. The TV screen didn’t lie.
But I have come across some good news today. About our gold medal in the Paralympics. And about a rather special army officer. They put me in a better mood on this sad day. So does Andy Murray’s well-deserved win, which I stayed up to a rediculous hour to watch.
Miriam Drori, Author 
6 replies on “Remembering the Tragedies”
Welcome back.I hope the days to come contain less sadness.
David.
Thank you!
Hoping your time away has been relaxing. And glad to see you come home to something nice to hear about 🙂
Actually, it’s probably a good idea to look for good things when bad things happen.
My friend’s kid who is ten doesn’t even know what 9/11 is. Education about this incident just may be lacking in this country.
Perhaps educators want to protect children from the horrors of this world. I think 10-year-olds should know.