Friday 3 April 2009

When Fate Intervenes

I've not had a particularly good week. Both Laura and Michaela fell out with their respective partners while I locked horns with their mother. It's been a tense week at work too with our parent company in England specialising in 'moving the goalposts'. Even my dear old mum has had to battle with the Tax Man who also told me my tax return was outstanding. Very generous of him to say so, I thought, particularly as I can't remember filling one in...

But all of the above pales into insignificance when you consider the heartache now being endured by the grieving families of the sixteen men lost when a Super Puma helicopter crashed in the North Sea on Wednesday. My heart goes out to all the bereaved - one can only imagine what they're going through. But my thoughts are also with the fella who was meant to be on that helicopter - but wasn't.

Oil worker Ian Morrison was supposed to be on the flight from the Miller field to Aberdeen but his plans changed just 15 minutes before take-off. His company KCA Deutag telephoned asking him to stay on the platform to work an extra shift. Presumably irritated at the time at the thought of having his long-awaited journey home delayed by twenty-four hours, one wonders just what the hell is going through Mr Morrison's mind right now. He may be experiencing feelings of guilt - although, of course, he has no need to be - although I suspect he's thinking about those workmates and friends he has lost forever. How does one recover from that sort of experience?

He may never recover but may, in time, learn to cope. Fate intervened in his life on Wednesday. I hope he finds the strength to carry on with his life without any burden.

2 comments:

June said...

You know, there must have been something in the air the last couple of weeks, it seems everyone I have talked with has had a lot of tension and anxiety (including me - at work anyway).

That is very sad to hear about the helicopter crash. I just can't imagine how someone feels when they miss a flight that crashes or stay home from work and their work building blows up. The feelings one has to have would be all over the place, from grief to relief to anger to joy (for being alive) - my heart goes out to all of their families...

Strawberry Girl said...

Yeah I think there is something, because me, my friends... a lot of people anyway feel like this.

It would certainly give me pause to think that I almost was on a flight that crashed. I think I would be more greatful for my life...

We've had a string of sad things happening in the US, hostages and shootings. Some guy killed his kids today (or yesterday), just makes me cry...

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