I am simultaneously at a loss for words, and filled with rage over the tragedy that happened in Connecticut today. This week, I attended a funeral for a friend, who was taken from this world too soon. It made me more vulnerable, I think, when hearing about this tragedy today.
I cannot begin to imagine the grief, agony, surprise, and feelings of utter helplessness, and despair that the parents of those children went through today.
As I look over at my son, curled up on the couch, watching cartoons, words cannot convey how thankful I am that he is here. And words cannot express how much sorrow I feel for those families who lost their children tonight. The best thing in the world is to hear your child say, “I love you.” I hope those families can remember hearing those words from their own children.
I keep thinking about it. I can’t fathom the strength it would take to carry on after such a tragedy. I pray for strength for the moms and dads of the lost children of today. I hope they remember their children’s laughter. A child’s laughter embodies all that is good in the world, and can take you back to a time when there is no fear, and your world is filled with love and happiness. That is the place that I pray that those families can go to in this time of insurmountable sadness.
