It’s been a hectic month or so around here with the usual work/school/kindy/life stuff, however, I also took on another project. An important one.
We’ve all heard the news reports on the ever increasing domestic violence occurrences. As I sat at home one Thursday, a breaking story came on. A woman had just been shot and killed in full view of children, parents, friends and workers at a McDonalds only 10 minutes from my home. This woman had fled a horrific life of violence to try and begin a new life here on the Gold Coast. Her ex partner followed her up here, found her, and killed her.
I can’t properly articulate just how horrific, devastating, shocking and sad this was. So far this year, 69 women have been murdered by acts of domestic violence. 69.
As I listened to the tragic story, which came only days after another local women was run off the road and beaten to death as she lay trapped in her car by her partner, something in me stirred. I wasn’t able to just change the channel and go about my day anymore. I needed to help. Continue reading