I tend to cope with hard things by bottling it all up until it finally explodes out of me. I’m not good about talking about these sorts of things because I feel like there truly are no words that can be said to help the hurt and pain that people are experiencing right now.
The Connecticut tragedy really hit me hard today. When I was feeding Brooke this morning at 6 I was going through the photos of the 26 victims and I couldn’t hold it in anymore. Now that I am a mom I simply cannot begin to imagine what it would feel like to lose my little girl. These poor families have lost their worlds.
My other coping mechanism is running. I got on my treadmill today and just ran. It hit hard again when I saw Billy and Brooke come back from errands while I was running. I cannot imagine the pain and sadness that the families of the 26 victims feel knowing they won’t get to see their loved ones come home to them again.
As a teacher we would often do drills to practice what we would do in the type of situation that occurred on Friday. I felt completely responsible for those teenagers and the deep love that teachers have for their students is incredible. Those teachers at Sandy Hook Elementary are truly heroes for doing everything they possibly could to protect those children.
I have been kissing Brooke as much as possible and holding her tighter than I ever have before.
I am so sorry to those affected by this tragedy. I am praying for you.