Sunday, February 7, 2010

Quiet

A throat that is tight, a voice with an edge of shrill not usually there. The same as a year ago, watching the sky, feeling its hot, sticky weight, wary of something to come. Days glued to a radio, volume low so kids hear no detail. Nights glued to a radio, half sleep and warnings in my ear. Unable to watch television, sickened by the sensational, the insensitive, the cut to the sports report. Hear tales of luck, hope, devastation, despair – the horror of the roar of the fireball. Listen to the quiet now, wonder how it must be to survive that Saturday, to mark this day.

10 comments:

Sue said...

A very poignant memory of a terrible time.

Libster said...

I am thankful that my friend wasnt at home when her home and indeed the road she lived in went up in flames.
A year has come and gone but no one has forgotten.

Mel said...

I couldn't quite fathom it at the time and I still find it difficult to imagine. Am taping the ABC special tonight but have been warned it is "harrowing"... My ffeling is that the ABC will be less likely to sensationalise?

willywagtail said...

I just read an article about how many who thought they were coping will just now be seen to not be coping. For many the emotional damage will just be coming to the fore . It is terrible to imagine whole communities suffering from PTSS and depression from the one cause. Cherrie

fi said...

Quiet is good....:)

Epiphany said...

I'm sorry you also suffered at that time. What a horrid time it was. I also live in one of the effected areas and it has been difficult to see friends & family who lost/fought fire suffer.

Kylie said...

It's chilling to think what was happening at this time last year. I agree, quiet is very good. Kx

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

You can all be very proud of how you all pulled through and helped each other at such a terrible time . The scars will take a long time to heal .

Cath @ chunkychooky said...

It still shocks me as much as it did a year ago. It makes me feel so deeply for those affected. the impact on them forever, those parents who were scared for their children, I cannot imagine that terror.

Beautifully written post.

dillpickle said...

xx