Shooting in Connecticut

There was a shooting today at an Elementary school in Connecticut. It’s been reported that at least 26 people are dead and more are reported to be injured and in the hospital.  It was stated that a man went in one of the kindergarten classes and started shooting.  When I hear stories of people “randomly” killing others I’m instantly filled with so many emotions…confusion, anger, love, pain, compassion..and the list goes on and on. 

Of those thoughts my mind went back to how every morning when I drop the kids off at the bus stop, my baby runs behind the car with the biggest smile on his face. I was just thinking yesterday “this is one of those moments you never forget” the sparkle in his eye and joy in his heart as he playfully does something that brightens my morning is priceless.  This very same morning it was cold so my oldest child made me some hot cocoa to “help me have a good day”. This gesture did not only warm me physically it touched my heart and soul and let me know that what I do for him does not go unnoticed. 

I can’t imagine sending my children off to school and never seeing them again.  I can’t imagine my last encounters with them being at the age of 12 & 8. Of all the thoughts currently running through my mind, the one thing that gives me comfort is knowing every day I tell them I love them, have a good day and I make them hug me (if they like it or not).

When I started writing, I thought this would be about my anger towards the man who committed this heinous crime, but it’s not.

Today, My Voices are Praying…praying for the parents that have lost their children, praying for the students that have witnessed such tragedy, praying for the survivors of this disaster.  I pray that the parents’ thoughts of time with their child are full of precious memories and no regrets. I pray that the students that witnessed the tragedy realize the severity of the situation and know that they are blessed to still be here. I pray for the survivors, that they know they were not spared to waist away but their life should serve a purpose because they were spared. 

…Until Next Time