If I’m honest, since having X it is rare I watch the news. There is so much evil in the world, and I seem to feel it far more keenly since becoming a mother. I get my information from Twitter, picking a choosing which articles I read and avoiding anything that will really upset me.
On Wednesday evening I saw the news coming through about Aylan Kurdi , the Syrian toddler who, along with his Mother and older brother, perished at sea while desperately trying to reach a better life, a life worth living. I couldn’t look, even the news titles caused a lump in throat.
That night in bed, I was confronted with the image of such a small boy, lying face down on a beach. He looks as though he could be asleep. My heart shattered, I was overcome with so much grief and anger. 4 days on I can’t get that image out of my head, and I am reduced to tears at the thought of it. I just want to scoop that child up to help him.
And I am ashamed that I didn’t feel this before. Since 2011 millions of Syrians have fled their war torn homes; how many people have washed ashore having met their death trying to cross the Mediterranean?! How many children? And babies?
The pictures are horrific, but they are making a change – the mood of the nation has changed overnight and finally the press are no longer talking of “migrant swarms”. I hope that poor Aylan Kurdi’s little life was not entirely lost in vain – I hope the world sees it as a call to action.
We may not have a lot compared to the wealthy of this nation, but we have a roof over our heads, our health and we are safe. This is so much more than the thousands of refugees who are running from terrors the like of which I can’t even imagine.
Please don’t let their deaths be in vain.
There’s lots that you could do from the comfort of your own home.
Please don’t turn a blind eye.
Do something to help.
Whatever you decide, don’t choose apathy.
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