I felt compelled to write something tonight.
Since last Friday, 29 West Coast coal miners have been trapped underground following a gas explosion. We didn't know if they were dead or alive, but we hoped. New Zealand stood shoulder to shoulder with these families and we hoped with every fiber of our beings that they would be found. Bruised and muddy. Shaken up. Alive.
This afternoon a second, larger explosion extinguished all hope that even one of these men would walk out of that mine.
I didn't know these individuals or their families, but my heart aches for their loss. Tonight I lit a candle (of the electronic variety) that will stay here glowing, and will never extinguish as a tribute to these men, and the families and communities they have left behind.
Wherever you are reading this from, I hope you have a safe and happy life!
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