In the run up to the Christmas the towns and cities are getting busier and the annual Christmas markets are filling up the streets. Whilst not the biggest Christmas fan I do love the Christmas markets, it is after all full of wine and chocolate! Usually the OH and I make a day (and night) of it. Being 20 minutes out of Birmingham we usually do our Christmas shopping, treat ourselves to a hotel so we can dump the bags and spend the rest of the day supping Gluhwien followed by a spot of dinner – oh those were the days. However now we come complete with two babies, so we had planned on taking the children, showing them the lights, the people, the rides and having the odd Gluhwien, baby 1 is so nosy watching all the people would be right up her street. I have been really looking forward to this.
However in the wake of the atrocities in Paris people around me have started to question whether going into a busy city centre is the best idea, some of which had come from people who possess more information than the average citizen. I must say, rightly or wrongly this had not crossed my mind. When the OH and I discussed it my initial response was one of difiance, ‘don’t be ridiculous I won’t be intimidated into changing my life, that’s exactly what ‘they’ want’, I couldn’t even really believe it was a consideration. Then I stopped and looked down from my perch and saw my two beautiful babies looking up at me, and I began to think what if…
It doesn’t bear thinking about. But the point is, for the poor people of Paris it is more than a thought, it is reality, a reality I must say I had always felt quite far removed from. Further, it remains a reality for the people of Brussels, a city remains on lock down as I write this.
I do firmly believe that if it were not for my children I would without hesitation go into Birmingham, London, I’d even go to Paris and revel in the freedom we have because, I CAN, that is the beauty and the foundation of the country we live in. Now that is certainly not to say that a childless me had any less worth I just worried less. Although I have every confidence that come the new year we could sit and say see we could have gone, nothing happened I can’t shift that bloody nag in the back of my head that says what if?
I find myself getting angered by this situation, a situation where I think twice about doing what I want out of fear. Where an unknown can wield some control over my life and the lives of so many others. If I am honest I do believe we will go (and when I do I will be sticking two fingers up to all those who want to create a terror that keeps us from enjoying our freedoms) but I am not so sure it will be without a troublesome cloud lurking somewhere in the distance. Am I right to go and take my children? Or should I stay away, just in case ? I don’t know the answer, I don’t believe there is a right or wrong. I’ve asked many people for their opinion and everyone has a different view and I am genuinely intrigued by everyone’s thoughts, so, what would you do? Do you have children? Has being a parent changed views?