It feels kind of trivial to post what I was going to post today.
This weekend was tough. I remember almost 2 years ago, when the shooting in Tucson happened, I started crying at work. It was so close to home. And then, when NPR reported that Gabby had died, I couldn't control my tears anymore and I had to hide out in the bathroom until I calmed down. That was a really rough weekend.
Friday was hard because those were babies. Beautiful, innocent babies that were getting excited for the holidays. There are presents under trees and hidden in closets that will never be delivered. That breaks my heart. Those families....I can't even imagine.
This is something I can't wrap my head around.
I've heard about a blogging day of silence on Tuesday, December 18th. And, I will not be posting anything out of respect.
I have a lot of thoughts about gun control and people that accuse others of "politicizing" the event. And, whatever. I'm just sad for those victims and their families. The kids that survived - their whole worlds are shaken to the core. They will never feel safe in school again.
My heart is broken.
If you want to feel a little better (and cry some tears of happiness), then check out these 26 Moments that Restored Our Faith in Humanity.