How the quakes changed my life in Scotland
February 22: Our new city
My emotions oscillate between sadness, heartbreak, pride and guilt.
The first three are self-explanatory, the guilt or perhaps betrayal comes from being away from my family and my country.
From choosing to be away from my family and my country; I know many of us who are away feel this regardless of tragedy. But I do recognise feelings of guilt that I was not there with my family when the earthquakes happened and that I have not been there with them as they endure the seemingly endless aftershocks and disruption to life.
I wonder if others who live away from the site of a disaster but have strong ties back there feel the same way. Where we live, no-one talks about the ongoing aftershocks, the issues with demolition and reconstruction, the sadness or just the need to get on and live with what you have now been presented with.
Though aware of earthquakes I was completely unaware of the scale of the aftershocks that happen after a large seismic event.
That knowledge certainly makes you think about other earthquake scenarios like Indonesia, Chile, Haiti and, of course, Japan and think about what those people endured but what never makes it to the news.
Though the care and generosity of those I live around is huge and I am constantly amazed by it, it is not on their mind when there is yet another aftershock or an important anniversary.
So I guess the upshot of all this is that the earthquake has changed how I live my life in Scotland.
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