Video fimed during the Bondi shooting on Sunday afternoon has captured audio of a woman comforting a child she didn't know. The woman – Jessica Rozen – told Guardian Australia she was searching desperately for her three-year-old son as the shots rang out at Bondi beach on Sunday. 'I got you, I got you,' Rozen repeats. Rozen had attended the Chanukah by the Sea event with her family when the terrorist attack began that evening, bringing a terrifying end to the day’s Jewish celebration of light. H

Worst hitman ever. - The Joe Rosebrook case centers on a long-simmering grudge, a murder-for-hire plot, and a catastrophic case of mistaken identity that went unsolved for nearly a decade. Rosebrook, a small-time Ohio fraudster and chop-shop operator with a habit of retaliating against people he believed had crossed him, sought revenge against a man named Daniel E. Ott- someone he blamed for exposing one of his earlier scams. The murder contract passed through several intermediaries until it rea

7-year-old Jocelyn Rosas only has the pajamas she left her Monroe, Washington home with, after floodwaters took over her family’s neighborhood. Their community is among many in western Washington that have been inundated with days of rain, causing rivers to hit historic levels and drowning cars and homes across the region. #washington #flooding

Estrangement doesn’t end because a parent says “just get over it” or “family is everything.” It doesn’t end because they want a holiday photo or because they suddenly feel uncomfortable with the distance. Healing only begins when the people who caused harm become safe enough to come back to. And safety is not sentimental. It’s not performative. It’s not a “we love you and miss you” text. Safety is accountability. Safety is truth-telling. Safety is the end of secrecy, control, gossip, triangulati

Most people only see the first half of that sentence — the “quit your job” part. They think freedom, excitement, passion. But they don’t see the second half — the struggle, the nights staring at the ceiling wondering if you made the biggest mistake of your life. I did. I traded office meetings for long days grinding coffee, washing dishes, and learning how to smile even when the shop was empty. There were mornings I questioned everything. Afternoons when I thought, “Maybe everyone who doubted me