Little Angels....

there aren't words to describe the heartache I felt hearing about Friday's shooting. I know I didn't know anyone personally, no connections up there or anything, but as I heard the news, my heart broke. On my way home from work, I couldn't stop listening to the news and I cried all the way home. Those poor families, the poor little children that passed away, I just can't even imagine. Maybe it harder at home for me because of Logan being almost 5 (in 10 days), and I couldn't help but picturing Brayden's class and Logan's class and what it was like. I need to get the images out of my head - it is just a horrific thing to conceive and to even notion.

I only had the news on for a brief moment on Friday evening. I didn't want my kids to hear about it or know about it, especially Logan. I didn't want to take his innocence away from him. We talked to Brayden last night without going into any details, just saying there are bad people in this world and something bad happened in CT. We prayed for those little children, for their families and for the whole community Newton.

How can I explain to the boys why it happened, when I don't even know why it happened? How can I tell them for 100% certainity that they are safe at school, when I don't believe that they are. I am sure the families in Newton thought they had a safe school too. I know this is a "rare" incident as some may say, but so was the shooting in the movie theatre, and so was the shooting at the mall. I don't know the answer in any of this. The world is such a different place. When we were growing up we didn't have to worry about any of this, we didn't have lockdown drills, and we didn't have 6-7 year olds being shot to death as they were learning their ABC's.

F.A.I.T.H - it steps in here. It helps heal the wounded, it helps us find some kind of sense to this, even though there isn't much, but God, he welcomed those sweet little angels into his arm, he embraced them and told them it was okay. They are in a much better place, they are with their Father. And I am sure that dad and all other loved ones are making sure those little angels are comforted.

There is not much sense to Friday's tragedy. It is becoming unfortunately a common occurrence anymore. Hug your little ones, hug them tightly, tell them you love them every single moring, every single day, let the laundry go to play a game with them, let the dishes go to read a book to them, let the cleaning go one more hour to cuddle up with them and listen to them talk. Our children.... well our children, are our lives - they are our innocence.

May God bless the people of Newton CT, may you find peace and comfort knowing your children are with Jesus, that he embraced them with open arms, that they are in a better place.

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Miss and love you dad ~ so much.

Much love and happiness to all,