Like most of you, I still can't get the thoughts of what happened in Newtown, last week, out of my head. It's the first thing I think of when I wake up at night, and throughout the day I find that my thoughts are always with those poor babies. Ever since I heard the tragic news, I can't get enough of my kids. Like all of a sudden they are more real, and fragile, and funny, and sweet, and they smell and feel different. I can't stop holding them, touching them, and feeling so grateful that I got to spend this entire week, in beautiful, sunny California, with almost my entire family. I was so relieved not to have to send the LM to school on Monday, and currently he is sleeping on the floor of our room. Knowing that he is only an arms reach away has brought me so much comfort these past few days. Yet, I still feel so much sadness, for those 26 families who never get to see their precious loved ones again. My heart is so heavy, and I am JUST SO ANGRY, and even more so today, after that press conference from the "other side." I don't know what the solution is to forever stop this kind of sensless violence (short of banning all guns, which I am totally in favor of) but I do know that the answer is not fighting guns with more guns. Violence with more violence. No, now, more than ever we need a feeling of peace, community, love, understanding, and infinite time with the ones we love. I hope you all have some of that in your life.
Here is how I've been spending my days with the boys (when I am willing to let them out of my arms, of course.)
Peace to you all.