Saturday, 25 June 2016
I am sick to the stomach and upset. Like many I woke up yesterday to the news of the UK having decided to leave the European Union.
I have no words really other than I feel utterly devastated. I couldn't vote, of course but I had hoped that common sense would prevail and that Britain would choose to remain part of the wider European community. Working together and embracing diversity surely must be preferable to isolation and xenophobia? As a multinational family with four nationalities between the six of us we have to ask ourselves what bureaucratic hurdles we might have to overcome in the future to maintain our comfortable and happy status quo. How do you explain to your children the lasting potentially devastating effect this referendum put upon us by a fractured party may have? How do I explain that although Scotland unanimously voted to remain with Europe, she has to obey the majority vote or go her own way - a prospect that in itself is as emotionally explosive as the EU referendum has been.
Already the country is sobering up wondering what is going to happen. Some regret their decision, other rejoice in their victory.
I shall resume my usual chatty ways when I feel ready. I could not, would not pretend nothing has happened. It is a monumental decision, one that will haunt our children for a long long time.
Oh to be a dog and have no worries other than a pesky cat or two in the back garden! See you all soon. xx