Well my friends, not much to say is there? What a sad and horrible day. And yet, my two kids were home sick so I technically had a very good day. I was able to hug my kids, give them kisses, make them lunch, and I'll be able to kiss them goodnight. It's so horribly sad that any parent out there should not have the same opportunity. My heart breaks. I've gone from tears, to feeling ill, to anger. Why do these things happen? What is going on in our world today?!
Like many, I keep picturing MY child in that kindergarten class. Liam is in kindergarten this year. It's unfathomable and there are no words.
Years ago on this blog I wrote about how us writers, and we're all writers if we're keeping up a blog, have such a great opportunity to use moments like this to harvest our talents for good, to heal, to give solutions, to comfort, to discuss. If you'd like, you may use the comment section to discuss what happened today and how it makes you feel. The way I feel is: sick, sad, horrified, fear, FEAR, regret, but it always comes back to being sad.
Not sure why this particular person popped into my head, but I thought of Anne Frank and found a wonderful page of her quotes. It's exceedingly relevant for today's events, so take a look if you have a moment. Also, here's a song written by Paul McCartney that I used to sing. It says much more than I ever could on a night like this:
Little angels, we're so sorry. We failed you, but we are working on a better world. We will pray for you and we will not forget what happened. God bless the families, God bless the children, God bless the community and the entire world.
Take care, everyone.
Life these days.
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