I wrote this in
response to the shooting in Connecticut
that killed 27 people.
Having lost two children of my own, I understand the
fragility of life. I try to rejoice and celebrate every moment that I have with my
two girls. Not only do I tell them often that I love them, but I try to show
them in everything that I do.
My heart is so saddened by yesterday’s shooting in Connecticut . I feel like
a ripple went through the universe tearing into the mesh of mankind and
humanity. The grief of so many parents, families and friends can be felt by
all.
I cry just thinking about the cowardice and instability of
the young man who senselessly took innocent lives. If you don’t want to live, don’t
take that option away from others. I know I shouldn’t wish ill upon others, but
at this moment I do. I hope that if there is a hell, that he is in the worst
one imaginable. It won’t take away the pain being felt, but it seems like there
is a slight consolation in that thought.
I wish I could hug everyone affected by this horrible
tragedy and make their hurt go away. Their lives are forever changed. As are
ours. I can only hope that a new message is sent through the universe. A
message of changing thoughts. Of delicate lives. Of kindness. Of peace and love
for ourselves and others. A strong enough message felt by enough people that we
can change the world. Yea. The world where I talk about fluffy bunnies and
happy rainbows. Is that too much to hope for? Is that too much to ask?