Look, it's a terrible incident. A terrible story. But when you live in a country with one of the highest crime levels in the world and where things like this occur on a daily basis in certain areas of the country, this is just unreal. It made me realize how very lucky I am that I am able to live in a security estate (busybody neighbours and all) that last had an 'incident' in 1998.
I have typed this post up so many times in so many different ways, but I can't quite capture what this note says about (my) life in South Africa. About living with crime. How lucky I am. How many others struggle. It blows my mind. Fellow South Africans, help me out here. Help me explain why this note is just so unbelievable.