My World Monday: Newtown
My heart aches for the families who lost their hearts their bright lights their hope for the future their shining ones in Newtown. My heart aches for the children in Newtown and elsewhere that were robbed too young of their innocence of their trust that the world is a safe place that school is a place for learning and friends and buzz about Christmas. I feel so impotent. Yes, I signed the e-card for Newton, but words are like dust at a time like this. Nothing that can assuage the grief of those who have had lives torn to shreds by the evil actions of one who chose to cast such a long shadow of hate and rage. I dealt with the assault on my compassionate heart, my mother love and instincts to protect, to make things right, in the only way I could under circumstances where no one has the power to make things right. I created. All weekend. Obsessively. Chose to minimize my exposure to the horr...
