It’s not the time to stay quiet.

I made absolutely no plans to blog today.  But this morning when I watched the news, I didn’t know what to do with myself.   Tears flowed, my heart was heavy and my mind distracted.  I just couldn’t make sense of the world my little bears are growing up in.  I came across a social media petition from and I went over to the Parliament Website.  But I felt restless – if truth be known I wanted to shake somebody and yell at them to just do something.  To stop anyone else dying.  So I did what is sometimes the only thing I can do; I wrote. I wrote a letter to my MP, the guy that represents me and my family with the bigwigs in London.  If I was going to give anyone a proverbial shake it would be him.  The government need to hear that we see the pain and the fear of these people and we are saying enough.  It’s time for compassion. 
I dropped him the email but then decided I’d make it an open letter.  It’s my feeble way of doing something when it feels like nothing can be done.  It’s a quiet whisper amongst a lot of shouting.  But I figure it’s me nailing my colours to the mast.  It’s not got any pretty pictures or funny anecdotes.  It’s not my normal kind of blog post.  But this stuff matters. So be a love and give it a read.  Maybe even share it if you feel the same way.  It’s not the time to stay quiet, let’s be heard.  Maybe we can make a difference.
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To Mr Sunak,

We’ve not met before but I wanted to get in touch with you as my parliamentary representative, because in my frustrated helplessness I didn’t know what else to do.

I must confess I’m not hot on politics, and I represent the masses that grope their way along in the dark, trying to figure out how our country is operating.  So I’m no expert.  But I am a wife and I am a mother, and alongside millions of others I have wept over the images of the little boy washed up on that Turkish beach.  My heart broke for the life lost and those he left behind, but it also broke for all those other children and families who have met that same fate but have gone unseen by us as a nation.

I understand the reluctance to make provision.  the UK are just getting back on its’ feet and we could do without any financial drain on the economy.  I get it.  But then you look a little closer and you see that these inconveniences have little fingers and little toes.  They have a birthday and they have a favourite food.  They probably get the hiccups when they laugh too hard. 

They have a name.

They used to have a home, but violence chased them from all they knew.  They’ve looked for somebody, anybody to help them, to let them live, and we’ve just looked the other way.

I don’t have the answer.  If I did I guess I’d be in Politics giving you a run for your money.  But what I do know in my own simple way is that something needs to happen.  And we look to you, our members of parliament, to represent the national outcry over the lives lost already and the lives that will continue to be lost if we don’t step up and show mercy.

We have a responsibility to speak up and get involved.  And be damned grateful that we didn’t happen to be born in a war torn country.

Thankyou for hearing me out.


Mrs C.


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  1. What a brilliant letter, every single person who feels the same needs to write to their MP. I can really relate to how you were feeling yesterday, even to the point where I wasn’t planning on writing a blog post that day, but just had to.

    The picture was truly heartbreaking, I’ve cried so many times just thinking about it. But it’s what we needed to be shown. Aylan was one little boy, but there have been many, many others whose deaths have gone unnoticed.

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