I sit here and try to write how I feel about yesterday and the state of the world we live in. My husband sat on the couch and in tears asked me if I had turned the television on. Immediately I said no.. and he told me what happened in Connecticut. He asked me not to watch the news because he knew how deeply it would affect me .. that it would give me nightmares. I tend to have nightmares about things that I guess my subconscious has trouble absorbing. He was right. I didn't watch anything until a little while ago, but I was afraid to go to sleep anyway.
My daughter is our only child and because of a lot of different factors she will always be my only child. I used to have nightmares all the time about something happening to her. When I wrecked my car, she was all I could think about and she wasn't even with me.
The thought of an entire community terrorized by the deaths of those innocent children simply makes me shudder and I hurt inside. What kind of country are we? What kind of society are we? Violence seems to just hang like a cloud and you can't point a finger at one particular source. It's everywhere. Whose fault is it?
God where are you? I know you're there. What can we do?
Losing a child makes you scream inside and you don't the voice will ever stop. Nattie is my second child. I lost my first child during the 23rd week of my pregnancy due to preeclampsia. I'll never know my son Andrew, but I have Nattie and she is a treasure and a miracle. I had preeclamsia with her as well and she was born early. But she was born.
To think that sending her to school and someone could randomly see her little face and shoot her simply is unthinkable. Now I have to think it.
My tears for those parents.
My daughter is our only child and because of a lot of different factors she will always be my only child. I used to have nightmares all the time about something happening to her. When I wrecked my car, she was all I could think about and she wasn't even with me.
The thought of an entire community terrorized by the deaths of those innocent children simply makes me shudder and I hurt inside. What kind of country are we? What kind of society are we? Violence seems to just hang like a cloud and you can't point a finger at one particular source. It's everywhere. Whose fault is it?
God where are you? I know you're there. What can we do?
Losing a child makes you scream inside and you don't the voice will ever stop. Nattie is my second child. I lost my first child during the 23rd week of my pregnancy due to preeclampsia. I'll never know my son Andrew, but I have Nattie and she is a treasure and a miracle. I had preeclamsia with her as well and she was born early. But she was born.
To think that sending her to school and someone could randomly see her little face and shoot her simply is unthinkable. Now I have to think it.
My tears for those parents.
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