By now everyone has heard of the horror and tragedy that took place in Newtown, CT. I saw a headline yesterday morning announcing a shooting in Sandy Hook. I vividly remembered entering that name into my map app over the summer. Carlos and I were visiting my friend from nursing school. I hadn’t seen her in ages and she had recently moved to Sandy Hook, the small village inside Newtown.
As I read the article further my stomach lurched. My friend also has a son in Kindergarten. I texted her immediately. Fortunately she responded and informed me that her son goes to a different school. I was relieved to hear that, but my friend was still very frightened because all the schools were on lockdown. Apparently the school he was at did a terrific job of shielding the students from the knowledge of what was happening elsewhere in the town. Her son came home happy and full of excitement over the activities carried out in the school to distract the students from the reality going on just miles away. Thankfully his innocence is protected for now.
I’ve cried. I’ve thought. I’ve prayed. I’ve hugged my son and my husband. I’ve thanked God for my life.
I am so saddened and heartbroken to think about what this community is going through. My thoughts and prayers go out to all who were affected by this tragedy.