This weekend I had no words. There was no way I could write...I had no words to express my sorrow for the families that are forever changed after last Friday. No words to express how I felt for the millions of Americans that are grieving after yet another tragedy with seemingly increasing severity. I have shed so many tears. Tears for the victims and the tragic events, but also tears for the heroes and the stories of the good people in our world.
This morning, I had a hard time leaving Myles as he prepared for his day of Kindergarten. We made a decision as parents not to inform our children of the tragedy. At their very young ages, we want them to be children and not worry about adult issues. This decision did not come without fear of Myles finding out elsewhere and not hearing it from us (which he did not). I am confident that Myles would do exactly as instructed if ever he was in a crisis situation. Thus, I couldn't see the gain in taking away his innocence in viewing school as a safe haven. I want him to feel safe in school and enjoy the caring and nurturing learning environment that his teacher has created. So, this morning, I told him how much I love him, gave him too many hugs and kisses, and prayed to God for children everywhere in our country heading to school. (And cried my way to work.)
I don't know how people affected can get past such a tragic event, but I do know what I plan to do. Focus on the good. Focus on the heroes. Focus on the innocent babies that are at peace in Heaven. And pray. Pray for the victims and their families. Pray for your children. Pray for my children. Pray for our country to find peace in a world of increasing violence.
I'm grateful. I'm grateful for the children asleep tonight, tucked into their beds. I'm grateful for Myles' teacher that I was able to share notes with on our feelings. Grateful for the good...and something to look towards.
Give your babies extra hugs and kisses. Tell them you love them...too many times. Cherish them.
Sending hugs to all of you, my friends.