I guess everyone has heard about what happened in Orlando this week.
I can't actually bear to read all the details.
I can't bear to think about those people who went out to have fun
and never came back.
I can't bear to think of all of their friends and lovers,
their family and associates
who never got to say good bye.
Who woke up in the morning and found out that their friend was gone.
There were no second chances.
Those people are going to walk around for the rest of their lives
missing someone who should be here.
The pain never goes away, friends are irreplaceable,
the pain just becomes part of who you are.
You learn to live with it.
You learn to carry on. At first it hurts so bad,
you can't believe your body keeps functioning,
but after a while you learn to adjust.
Until you remember.
I hope we never forget the precious lives that were lost in Orlando.
They were lost because of hate,
it was not an accident, it was a deliberate act of malice.
A hate crime fuelled by homophobia.
I cannot make it better for them,
I cannot bring them back.
I cannot physically put our arms around them
or cook them a dinner or bake them a cake.
All I can do, here at the bottom of the globe,
is to continue teach my children that love is love,
that loving unconditionally is the only important thing
and that hate will never change anything.
I don't think there is anything else I can do.
The whole thing is heartbreaking.