My home city and my favourite city in the world. I’ve walked those same steps in and out of the arena hundreds of times. I remember being 14 and being that excited teenage girl exiting the arena with my friends to my dad waiting patiently outside.
The lives of so many people I know were affected and changed forever that day, and someone I went to school with and grew up with lost their life.
I was and still am SO proud of my sister, an ICU nurse at Manchester Children’s Hospital, and all her colleagues, for working extra shifts, cancelling holidays and working on their days off to care for those children. I will not forget the upset in her voice when she was explaining the injuries she had seen but also the sheer strength and unity from such young people.
My heart aches, we will never forget.
One love Manchester 🐝