I went to Nephew #2’s class this morning and volunteered in his Christmas Holiday Party. It was so much fun!
Cookies were decorated, music was played, books were read (by children to adults), hugs were given to me, it was just grand.
I went to the playground during recess and saw Nephew #1 who showed me some fun stuff he can do on the monkey bars.
I come home to this.
Let me tell you readers. My brain cannot comprehend what is going on over there. What those family and friends and neighbors must be thinking and feeling right this moment.
I do not want to give this too much energy from my soul but I just had to sit down and get some stuff out of my head.
I feel ill. Literally sick.
There aren’t any words.
There’s nothing to say.
Nothing will ever make this pain manageable for those families. Nothing will ever make it bearable.
I play the “What if?” game a lot with the rare diseases in my life ~ Cowden’s Syndrome and Lhermitte-duclos disease…
Today – more than ever, I am determined to NOT – “What if?” that scenario to my morning.
I pray for you dear people who are in crisis.
My heart is broken for you.
I am praying for you. All of you affected by this.
(I’m now signing off to go spend some time with my nephews who are here outside digging in Grandma’s garden.)