In light of yesterdays horrible tragedy in Connecticut I wanted to acknowledge the pain and suffering of those parents, teachers and friends.
I have a child in Kindergarten and I can’t imagine sending him to school one day only to find out he had been shot in a cruel act that defies logic or sanity. I can’t imagine waking up this morning to an empty bed, wrapped christmas presents inked with his name, or eating breakfast with an empty seat next to me. I can’t imagine ever sleeping again, ever feeling any emotion or even being able to breathe. Our children are our world. They are the reason we get up every day, the reason we continue to breathe, the reason we push on in hard times and sacrifice. How does anyone move on when the world is taken away in one single instant?
Last night driving home I was uneasy and feeling anxious. It was almost like I expected to come home and something tragic be awaiting me. I could connect with all those parents miles and miles away because as a parent there is a basic emotion that we can all share. When I walked in the door and saw my boys smiling and happy I felt so relieved, so amazed and so thankful. Thankful that tragedy has never affected us in that way, that my son has gone to school safely for months now without me worrying, thankful that we have been shopping and attended movies and always come out alive and well. Like every parent I hugged them a little longer, kissed them a bit harder and was reminded just how much they mean to me…..and I them. I also gave my husband a bigger hug and a longer cuddle because without him I wouldn’t have my babies. I wouldn’t get the privelage of being their mom and their biggest fan. And if something tragic were to ever happen to us, I know he is the only person on earth who could ever bring me back to life.
We can all analyze, study, research and give our opinion on evil. But the facts are that we will never understand evil. We all live in a state of false security and we tell our children there are no monsters in the world because we so badly want to believe it. The truth remains that evil is all around us. Monsters do live next door, and they are under the bed and in our closets and our schools and our towns. Sometimes the monsters need help and never get it but often times evil is just evil and there isn’t anything anyone can do. I want my children to be innocent for as long as they can but I also want them to realize that life is a gift, life is precious and there are a lot of good people in the world but there are some bad. I want them to know that miracles do happen, heroes don’t always wear capes and bad men don’t always have bulging eyes, fangs or claws. But most of all, I just want them to know that mommy and daddy love them. That they are our world, the light of our lives, and our greatest achievements.
My greatest wish is that those parents in Connecticut will find peace, find comfort and that the wounds of unimagineable tragedy will be healed quickly. And to everyone else I hope we realize that the human spirit is the only fight against evil. Being kind, loving, gentle, and good is the only way we defeat such a tragedy from ever happening again. To beat evil we must acknowledge that it exists and know that the “good” will always come out on top.