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one year on
Feb. 8th, 2010 02:57 pmI avoided the media yesterday. I remember what happened, I remember how I felt then and I didn't need to be reminded that yesterday was one year since it was stupidly hot (was it really 15oC hotter a year ago?), everywhere seemed to be in flames and the aftermath was terrible.
Even so I still managed to come across stuff during the week. FoxFM broadcast from Kinglake for their breakfast show on Friday morning - I knew they were going to do that (they'd been mentioning it all week) but come Friday morning I forgot and the radio was already tuned to them and so I caught five minutes (four were a song and ads) before having to switch over to another channel that was talking about normal things, like Brangelina. Thank God for Brangelina I say - fluff at least doesn't make you cry while you're trying to drive.
They didn't intend it that way but the show came across as voyeuristic. To me at least.
Christine Nixon asked people not to go up to Kinglake for the anniversary, to allow communities to grieve and remember in their own way. Most people appear to have done that - the memorials appear to have been attended by those who were most affected, rather than the community at large responding to shock and grief, as last year's were.
I wonder how D. coped though - whether she hid and watched DVDs, or went to the footy match, or left the state or what.
At least now it's the first of everything - first birthday (without), first Easter (without), first anniversary (without), first Christmas (without) - and hopefully there will be healing. Time moves on, like it or not. Scabs form. Trees regrow. Pain dulls.
And some time, in the future, it will happen again. Too much Battlestar: all this has happened before, all this will happen again.
Even so I still managed to come across stuff during the week. FoxFM broadcast from Kinglake for their breakfast show on Friday morning - I knew they were going to do that (they'd been mentioning it all week) but come Friday morning I forgot and the radio was already tuned to them and so I caught five minutes (four were a song and ads) before having to switch over to another channel that was talking about normal things, like Brangelina. Thank God for Brangelina I say - fluff at least doesn't make you cry while you're trying to drive.
They didn't intend it that way but the show came across as voyeuristic. To me at least.
Christine Nixon asked people not to go up to Kinglake for the anniversary, to allow communities to grieve and remember in their own way. Most people appear to have done that - the memorials appear to have been attended by those who were most affected, rather than the community at large responding to shock and grief, as last year's were.
I wonder how D. coped though - whether she hid and watched DVDs, or went to the footy match, or left the state or what.
At least now it's the first of everything - first birthday (without), first Easter (without), first anniversary (without), first Christmas (without) - and hopefully there will be healing. Time moves on, like it or not. Scabs form. Trees regrow. Pain dulls.
And some time, in the future, it will happen again. Too much Battlestar: all this has happened before, all this will happen again.
