All beavering away in our self-obsessed world, I angst-ed over my forthcoming appearance on Sky News Sunrise. What would I wear? What would I say? Was I really the right person to talk about the struggle for mindfulness in parents and children? What if I totally cocked it up?
But then as I reached for my phone with bleary eyes this morning it was there..the fateful text at 4.20 am from Sky that delivered the harrowing news…at least 22 dead and 50 injured in a bomb blast in the Manchester terrorist attack, in my old university town. And my slot had been cancelled.
And thank the lord too that it had been cancelled. Because how shallow everything else seemed in that instant. Me on the TV suddenly seemed like the most ludicrous thing in the world whilst families were mourning the loss of loved ones and a city so great shook at this shocking violation of their trust.
Why does it take such a monumentous act like this to shake us back into reality? And out of our petty every day concerns?
Humans be selfish creatures but there is no denying that at times like this, united we stand, and the cause is a common one – there is no place for the individual here. Because this is much bigger than all of us put together. So on today and every day, let us set aside the tantrums, tears and school run stresses, because precious life is so much bigger than all of this.
Let us pray for Manchester, pray for those who lost their lives, and for those families whose lives have been turned upside down in an instant with this harrowing turn of events and loss.
Manchester, you once stole my heart, and now my heart bleeds for you.