09/03/2026
Seeing the devastation at Union Street has stirred up so many memories, taking me back to all the lovely moments where Central Station played a part in the story.
Early trains with a friend so we could share a coffee before work. End-of-day drinks with another friend before heading home after work. Charity collections in the concourse. Even seeing a video of another friend playing the piano there to tick it off her bucket list before turning 50.
It’s strange how places hold so many versions of our lives and can bring back so many memories.
And even though nobody was hurt I keep thinking about all the everyone affected, all the people and businesses facing shock, disruption and uncertainty.
Moments like this remind us how quickly the familiar can change. When something shifts and we just know things won’t go back to how they were, the only thing to do is choose how to move forward.