I’ve never felt my heart hurt this much for strangers, for society, for the word my children will grow up in.
I’m so lost. So confused. So hurt. So sad. So tired of fighting back tears. So tired of trying to make sense of the senseless. I feel so unbelievably helpless right now that I don’t even know where to start when thinking about moving forward.
I just don’t know what to do, where to turn, what to say. My brain is forever scarred…again.
How? How do these parents who lost their children even open their eyes? How do the loved ones of any the victims find the will to go on? How does one even begin to face the world that took 20 innocent children and 6 of their heroic, selfless protectors in such tragic fashion?
I just don’t know.
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