Friday while I was sat at my desk quietly, finishing my breakfast and catching up on morning to-dos, and succumbing to trivial stress, the unthinkable happened. The country, the world, shook with the news of the tragedy in Connecticut. Mouth agape, I read the rumors streaming through the media and my heart broke for the children and teachers victim of this senseless rage.
As the weekend went on, I read and watched in horror as updates continued. Tears streamed and I felt and feel such guilt that my life is continuous as usual and in mere days, the most joyous holiday of the year will be celebrated by so many- all the while families and friends are experiencing unimaginable suffering that no one ever should. The world is a scary place. I wish we didn’t have to feel that way.
I’ve never felt more grateful, more blessed, for the safety and happiness of my loved ones.
It is my sincere hope that at this time of grieving, positive thoughts and prayers aren’t the only efforts but that action is taken to prevent senseless acts of violence in the future. It’s our duty, our responsibility to take care of our children and families, and we need to ignore tendencies of pride and ensure we’re equipped to do so.