This is Manchester.

So, on the 22nd of May our lives have been changed, my the Manchester Suicide bombing. I have put of writing this blog post as this happened, and hits very close to home. If you’ve been following my blog for a while you will know that I have lived in Manchester for the past few years, and as many upsets I have had within it – it hold a special place in my heart that will never be replaced.

So the day of the attack, I was in the City Centre with my parents, until about 8 in the evening having a lovely day in the sunshine. We got back to my house, which is a fair distance from the arena so we were safe. Once it had happened, and the news started to flood in, I originally thought it was just a fault with the lights / technology within the arena. That’s my optimistic mind set kicking in, as I couldn’t ever comprehend a attack on an arena that was full of children and teenagers, as that is what makes up most of Ariana’s demographic.

I went to sleep, not thinking much of it, and I woke up to pure hell. All my friends and family from home were messaging me asking if I was okay, and seeing the heart sinking news of what happened. But the way the community of Manchester came together (not to my surprise), demonstrates how we will never be defeated, and we will go on loving, and enjoying our lives.  That day, we went ahead as we planned, to go for a day out in Liverpool for my early 21st Birthday celebrations, we laughed, we cried, we drank, and it was lovely. We didn’t let it stop us living our lives, but It was always in the back of our minds how heart breaking it all was, and how you can never take a day for granted in your life ever again.

Fingers crossed this weekend / Monday I will be getting to Manchester worker bee tattoo that all the profits go to charity, hopefully I get there in time to be able to do my bit and have a piece of Manchester as a part of me forever both visibly and physically within my heart. We will not be defeated.