I can only hint at imagining what the families are going through right now. I couldn't stop crying watching the news. Right now I'm praying with every breath, and it seems so trite to even attempt to pray for healing, because with something this horrific, recovery is so distant. But the pain is now. And what else can one do when one is so far with nothing in the world to offer that would make any of it go away?
So I'm praying love, praying hugs, praying the tears of a nation if not a world to bathe those wounds. And gratitude, praying gratitude like you wouldn't believe, for the gifts of my loved ones and my beautiful boy, and gratitude for the first responders, police, paramedics, 911 dispatchers, clergy, volunteers, and especially the teachers who stood in the line of fire to save lives, for some at the cost of their own. And I'm praying the Light of All that Is that now embraces those spirits, young and old, where there is no fear, pain, or suffering. It doesn't matter your faith or lack thereof. You can hold someone in the compassion of your heart even if you never see or meet them. Sometimes it's all you can do.
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