424 Remembering the Innocents

Now, I didn’t want to post this on the anniversary of their tragic event. It is their day, and I didn’t want to take their attention away from them. It is their day to shine. It just would have been disrespectful to try and draw attention to me.

Please, if you are reading this look at my post from almost a year ago. It is called “A Penny for Your Thoughts”. Everything that is written in that post still stands, you need to understand that we are here for you.

I often think about the tragic event, it makes me wonder what my life would be like today had I been there that night. I had planned to buy tickets, but I never got around to it. A friend and I were going to take someone for their birthday. The only reason we didn’t is that we never arranged a time to have the money to book the tickets.

Even though I didn’t attend the show, I am lucky enough to not personally know anyone affected. However, please know you are in my thoughts even now. I don’t know how you have found a way to continue living. Although I was not involved in the event, I was saddened and shocked by the actions of the coward.

Even now, I am shocked at how well the country and Manchester have dealt with the aftermath. It will never be okay that the members of the city, your friends and family, and your loved ones. It has taken time for you to move forward, and it would still take time to learn how to live again. You have found yourself asking questions you never imagined you wouldn’t even think about let alone ask yourself.

If you are spending your time reading this post, please take a minute to think of the friends and family whose lives have been turned upside down by a coward looking for a way out.

If you are one of the friends and families affected, please know I am still thinking of you, I am proud of how far you have come. I think it is amazing how you have made it out of the dark tunnel or at least you are working towards the light at the end of the tunnel.

Losing someone is hard enough, let alone when they are snatched away from you in a sudden burst of violence. The last thing you said to them and the last thing they said to you constantly haunt you. You have been wishing you told them that you loved them just a little bit more. Remember, their pain is over, no more suffering. Think about how they would want you to live. Follow your dreams for them.

Lastly, to the victims of the attack that were lost. You will never be forgotten; your legacy will live on. I wish you to continue being the angels of Manchester.

May you rest in peace.