The difference between 9/11 and now is that I am a mother. There is no greater desire as a mother than to protect your child. I have to remember that on Monday even though I will feel that ping to keep Cole home, I must treat drop off like today. We live in a fallen world where terrible things happen. How as parents can we keep our children safe? There is no assurance of a new day in this life. For now I will take this tragedy as a reminder to sit and snuggle when my kids ask me to. When I am bombarded with a little body in the middle night. I will resist the scolding and take the love.
I will weep tonight after my children go to bed and say a prayer for those parents. I won't engage in a debate about guns or mental illness, I will try to honor the lost children's memories by making sure my children are protected from knowing that in this world exists cowardly monsters who kill children in their classrooms.