‘Shit happens’ is the saying when things suddenly go awry.
Shit happened to us last week when our grandson Liam was diagnosed with acute leukemia.
He’s in Wellington. We are in Otaki and the first desire is to rush down, sweep him up in your arms to protect and comfort him. The second desire is to do the same for our own children, his father and his aunt, to comfort them and keep them safe. The fear for their safety is always there.