Anger / thankfulness

I spent my lunch break today writing to my local MP to communicate my disgust at his decision to vote against the amendment which would allow us to take 3,000 Syrian child refugees. I solemnly promise to send more encouraging letters to him if and when he does something which I feel does represent his constituents but right now all I feel is anger. How can anybody act with such little humanity? I disagree strongly, but can vaguely understand some of the anti-immigration rhetoric lately (letting terrorists into our country blah blah blah) but these are children, children who have had no say in the war thrust upon them and who are simply trying to escape from terror. To think of children and young people being forced into the waiting arms of traffickers because of our inhumanity is a truly shameful thought.

I spent the evening in hospital with grandad tonight (he had a stroke yesterday). He was mostly quite confused, which was a bit hard to see, but not too confused to tell me to zip my coat up properly before leaving! So thankful to find out that our friend Helen is his physiotherapist and that his surroundings are much nicer than his last hospital stay. So glad to know that he is in safe hands. God bless our wonderful, wonderful NHS!