Last Thursday here I wrote a post called “No News Is Good News.” It was a rambling post about how difficult it was becoming for me to write about real news items. It wasn’t a great post, but I was telling the truth. So much of what I read I find so horrible, I just haven’t felt like writing about it. Writing about cereal prices is easier for me.
Friday afternoon, I decided that not paying attention to the news was a bad decision, especially since I’m in media. I decided to go to the CBS News website and get caught up. That’s where I found out about the events in Newtown, Connecticut.
I’m going to repeat here what I wrote on my Facebook page yesterday. It is as follows:
I’m thinking about those children that lived in Newtown, Connecticut this morning. 20 of them are gone. Killed. Murdered. So many of my Facebook friends have kids. Some of those kids are babies. My babies are 28 and 30 years old. To me, no matter how you look at it, when you’re a parent, your babies can be 10 months, 10 years or 50 years old, but they’ll always be your children—your babies. I can’t put myself in the shoes of those parents in Connecticut who lost their babies. It scares me to even try. No parent, regardless of the age of their child, should see that child die before them. It’s not right, not the natural order of life—and to lose children in such horrible, random acts of violence would have to make the lost even more unbearable. I simply can’t wrap my head around all that pain.
Most of you already know where I stand on the gun control issue (I’m for it) but this morning; I’m still trying to wrap my head around all those babies being killed. Guns and/or people or actually both are murdering our innocent. It’s shameful.
That’s all I got for today.
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