I don’t read as many blogs — or books, or news sites, or magazines for that matter — as I’d like to. Mostly, I suppose, because when I find I have time to read for pleasure, I’ve already done so much reading and so much research that my brain begs for stillness. So rather than read, I either get suckered in by nonsense TV (like the kind of shows that tomorrow you could ask me if I watched, and I would answer yes, but have no idea what happened) or I get pulled to the couch with a
bottle glass of wine and welcome the quiet.
But today, because the radio DJ reminded me that it was three years ago that I learned all sense of decency had finally disappeared from our world … today, because three years ago I felt an unquantifiable pull to hold the hand of a stranger … today, because I wanted nothing more than to be alone as much as I wanted to be surrounded by people … today I read blog post after blog post and news story after news story about the day the devil strolled into an elementary school in Newtown. And while I could share those links, I’m not going to … you can Google it. You can find the ones you want to read; the ones you don’t but still will. And you should — because …
We can never forget, never shelf, never cushion the fear nor the gut wrenching horror we all felt three years ago today.
And so today, I read, I write, I remember — but I will not point fingers, will not blame guns today, will not debate what could be done nor what should be done, no … today I simply remember. And allow sadness to creep into a little hollowed out portion of my heart where I remember the children. Now go hug someone today — and smile at a stranger. Everyone needs it today.
Today’s post inspired by The Daily Prompt, Press It — “Give some love to three blog posts you’ve read and loved in the past week, and tell us why they’re worth reading.”