Every day for more than 10 months I drove past the site where eight East Timorese police were shot dead and another 20 or more people wounded in the worst atrocity of the 2006 unrest. The side road where they fell had been blocked off with stones and logs. Small shrines of candles and flowers were maintained by friends and relatives at the exact spot where each one died. No one disturbed the shrine or attempted to open the road. The strength and resilience of the survivors was amazing. Their suffering put many aspects of life in perspective. Perhaps as a result of witnessing such things you find yourself being less harsh on yourself about your own shortcomings, and trying to be kinder to and more understanding of others...
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