It has almost been a week and though it is still hard to believe we are some miles away from that feeling. The past six days have been intense and the funny thing is i can't help but think I had the best preparation for motherhood - investment banking... And B had consulting. It is a marathon, not a sprint, as people always say, though it may feel like a sprint in many laps. It will be intense like a sprint but it it will over last your patience, tolerance and best understanding like a marathon. I might struggle enjoying all the wonders of all the 'first times' would i not have a past of sleeping at late hours, short nights and recovering with a few couple of hours and no more. Yes, it is still hard on me, but i am amazed to just focus on the beauty of it and the aftermath that easier also means the wonder is replaced by anything less than a miracle like feeling.
I see signs saying we are not afraid. Londoners are tough and endured the bombings of WWII. But those Londoners are hardly the same as the ones here today. Yes people in general are resilient, more than we think we can be when looking outside out. That is anywhere in the world, not just in London. And truth be said there is merit in not letting fear control our lives and terrorism win. Well I just walked into the district line, 5 stations away from Parsons Green and I am afraid. I am not shaking, crying or running away. But I am afraid mostly because it is all so natural. Life must go on I said, as I decided I was not going to cancel my lunch and avoid the tube. But that is what makes it scary. Life goes on and in an effort to not be afraid we recklessly do not change our habits and rely on the stats that more people die on the road then on terrorist attacks. Reality is, the law of probability does not matter because terrorist events are binary. So I think about my frie...
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