AUSTRALIA
news.com.au
Lisa Flynn
news.com.au
I CAME home from work today to my seven-year-old daughter who was in inquisition mode. “How was your day today mum?”
“Was work good?”
“What did you do today mum?”
I struggled to find the words for an appropriate answer.
Mummy had spent the morning in court listening to horrific details of a paedophile priest’s long history of abuse during his sentencing hearing. I had spent the morning sitting alongside his victims as they eyeballed their perpetrator — a man who had terrorised their lives and thoughts for so many years. I stood with them as they openly wept, and at the same time cheered, as his long sentence was finally handed down.
I had then spent the afternoon talking with a man, the same age as my own dad, who quietly explained to me how as a 16-year-old boy in the Australian Navy he had been so happy and excited to commence his career in the Defence Force.
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