So there I was, happily working away. I’d reached a time for a pause so I checked Twitter. And I came across this (courtesy of @sodelafo).
Now please don’t watch this if you’re not prepared to weep. Because this is emotional. This is someone’s pain – raw, uncomfortable and inescapable.
Once it stopped, I stopped working. Instead I picked up my sleeping son and held him. Felt the weight of him on me, his warmth. Nestled my head in his soft hair and listened to his gentle breaths. And I remembered just how lucky I am.
I don’t know what else to say. I was going to say, rather flippantly, that this is the reason you shouldn’t stop to read Twitter while you’re working. But you know what, this is the reason you should.