This morning found me with two thoughts: How RA sometimes makes my eyes painfully dry, and how I needed to wrap gifts for my two little granddaughters. I reached for the vial of artificial tears, but before the day had barely begun I was crying real tears as the horrific news filtered in.
I remembered how I sent my own children to school, never fearing for their well-being. Never thinking that such a calamity was even remotely possible. I want the same safety for my grandchildren, for all our children, for they deserve to be safe at school. School is supposed to be where you go to learn and grow, not to end your short, young life.
My day ends in prayer. I grieve for the families of Newtown, Connecticut, who have suffered such unspeakable loss.
20 children . . . I cannot comprehend that.
I don’t think anyone can.
Beating Rheumatoid Arthritis 
I worked with 3 and 4 year olds for over 15 years. When I heard about this happening my heart just broke. I thought of all my little ones that came thru my class and how special each of them were. It is so hard to grasp this horrific deed. May we all pray for all these sweet babies and all the families involved! God bless them all.
I know what you mean. It breaks my heart to see their little faces on TV. I feel for their parents. Such pain they must be feeling. It’s just too much, too horrific to bear. I hope we don’t forget and keep them in our prayers.