The news from Florida is horrific. Most days, every single member of my immediate family spends their days in a school building. There aren't words for any of it. Horrific doesn't cover it. I can't imagine what those children have been though, and I can't imagine what the parents have been through. I can't imagine any of it...and none of us would want to.
It was one year ago yesterday that I was on lockdown here at the high school, along with Catherine and Andrew. Thomas got word at his middle school, and realized three of his family members were involved. It turned out to be nothing, but obviously it doesn't always turn out that way.
Today, Catherine is home sick and Andrew is with her. While I hate having sick kids, I take comfort in knowing that two of my family members are home, theoretically safe and sound (at least once they return from the doctor). I am just so sickened at the evil in Florida, and feel lost on how to make things better. Praying, but it doesn't seem to be enough.
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