The sound of silence

Abstract

I am a mother too. A human. At times, balancing on the edge of exhaustion. Last week's tragedy left a hole in our hearts. A deep, aching one. Silence is better than empty words in such circumstances. The heart aches especially by women who are carrying too much, running on empty, and saw themselves in her story. Women who thought, 'That could have been me." Because it could. And that truth is what makes it so unbearably heavy. Behind every packed lunch, every clean uniform, every smile that says 'I'm fine," there's a woman who is tired, doing her best to hold it all together. [extract]