Sometimes fate has a nasty habit of giving you a reminder of the fleeting, fragile nature of human life. It cuts straight through the day to day and shocks you to the core.
Some of you may have seen the awful accident involving a tram in Croydon this week, in which 7 people tragically lost their lives. It was a terrible event that hushed the streets of Croydon, everyone was genuinely shocked that it had happened. Then, yet again, fate intervened and brought the accident much closer to home than I cared for. The only lady to die in the accident was a parent of one of my wife’s pupils at the school where she works and she’d taught her other daughter 2 years ago. How do you begin to tell those girls that their mum isn’t coming home? How does the father cope with managing his grief process while also being responsible for the girls and their emotional wellbeing?
The shock element of the above adds an additional factor to an already difficult situation and it is a completely different process, but it reminded me of why we’re doing what we’re doing. The difference we can make to people experiencing a seismic shift in their lives caused by unwanted and unexpected intrusions is immeasurable and the clarity provided by the events of this week has really brought that home.