I cannot stop the tears from flowing. The slightest thought of the horrors of this week cause a new flood. I am exhausted. Yet I WANT to know everything about this horrendous assault on six and seven-year-old babies and the shooter, his family, the environment and everything that possibly played a part in what happened. It is not a macabre or prurient interest. I just want to know how in the world anyone could possibly feel the need to take out his frustrations on such babies. I cannot understand it. I am sickened, sad and lost.
Unfortunately, I cannot help but see these recent events as the tip of an iceberg of the problems we face today in our society. There is a deep sense of frustration, fear and helplessness that many people are experiencing. Those less able to find productive ways to deal with such issues may take actions against anonymous souls who just happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
How can first graders be in the “wrong” place at the “wrong” time when they are simply in their classrooms beginning another day of learning about the world in which they live. Sadly, whatever the “lesson” Friday, December 14, 2012, it was their last. For the parents, they will never be able to understand what happened.
The nation feels this loss. We are all heartbroken. In our shared grief we hope to find support from and for each other. We each will find a way to grieve and extend support. I am praying because I know that helps me. I trust my prayers, united with others, will find their way to the whole Newtown community, but especially to the parents and all who have lost loved ones. Peace be with you!