There are big world events that will forever be seared into our brains due to the sheer magnitude of it all. The day the twin towers came down and the Boxing Day Tsunami are probably highest on my list. In recent history I'd say the election of Trump as President is something I won't forget.
Then there are personal events that change our lives and stir up emotions so big that we can still feel the impact many years on; births, deaths and illness.
Here is some of the news I'll never forget.
The Twin Towers: September 11 2001: It was the middle of the night and I was awake. We hadn't long moved into our new home. The model daughter was coming up to her 2nd birthday and I was struggling with terrible IBS. I turned on the TV to watch reruns of 90210 when "plane flies into building" starting scrolling across the bottom of the screen. Every time I turned the channel the same message appeared. I finally found the live news feed and ran to wake my husband. That feeling of dread inside of us, the complete disbelief as we watched it all unfold, is something I'll never forget.
Boxing Day Tsunami: 26 December 2004: It was the day after Christmas and we were at the coast. I was breastfeeding my baby boy in my arms in front of the TV as people were preparing food in the kitchen (for lunch I think?). The TV show was interrupted and it wasn't too long before we started to see live footage of the devastation. 230,000 people lost their lives that day. I sobbed in disbelief as I held my boy even closer and wondered, what world has he entered? How do I keep him safe?.
My Mum's Diagnosis: 1984: I was at school, in year 9. I was in class during silent reading when an announcement came over the loud speaker. "Leanne Shea to the front office". The moment I entered the waiting room and saw my dad standing there looking ashen, I felt the blood drain from my own face. Mum had been in hospital for a few days as they undertook a barrage of tests to find out why she'd been so unwell. I knew it was bad news and that our lives would never be the same again.
The loss of my "other parents": September 1996: When I was 21 I went to the USA for 6 months to live with my bestie and her family in Pennsylvania. I was totally immersed in her life which included sharing her parents. Three months before her wedding I got a hysterical phone call that took me a while to decipher. I'd just been in hospital with a seriously bad migraine so was in a morphine haze when she phoned. Between the sobs she managed to tell me that both her parents had been killed in a car accident by a drunk driver. I fell to the floor and cried for hours.
Falling pregnant: January 1999: Derek and I had only been married a couple of months when I started to feel quite unwell. I had blown up like a balloon after the wedding and had taken to wearing his t-shirts because my own fitted wardrobe was getting too uncomfortable. For the first time since I hit drinking age, I couldn't stomach alcohol. While children were going to be part of our future it was not something I was hoping for immediately. After much contemplation I finally peed on a stick and the results made my head spin and my ears start to ring. I walked out to the lounge room in complete shock and handed him the pregnancy test. He just looked at me and said "we're going to have a baby". I just sat on the couch and stared.
It's a boy: August 2003: Derek had had three girls (his first baby passed away at 3 months of age), so when I fell pregnant with our second child he was convinced we'd be buying pink clothes again. I went into the 20 week ultrasound on my own and asked the technician to tell me the sex of our baby. By the time Derek and Tahlia came into the room I already knew the results. Watching Derek's face as the technician told him it was a boy was priceless. It's the first time I'd ever seen him cry.
Whether the news is good or bad, there are times in our lives when the news sears into our brains for eternity. We remember exactly where we were, what were were wearing, who we were with, the date it happened and how it made us feel.
It's the news we will never forget.
Where were you the day the Twin Towers came down?
What big news has happened in your lifetime?
What news will you never forget?
This post was prompted by Denyse Whelan for her "Life This Week Linky".
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