My heart is so heavy. I think I’m still in shock. My thoughts and prayers are with all those affected by this terrible tragedy in Connecticut. I know we’ve all wept and continue to cry as a nation.
I wrestled with whether or not I should tell my kids, and I decided it would be best for them to hear it from me than to be misinformed by a friend. I still can’t believe I had a conversation about a school shooting with my 6 and 8 year old. (My hub was out of town this weekend for a bachelor party, so I was on my own. He really owes me now.)
When I was a kid, my dad always made sure he hugged and kissed me every time I left the house. As a teenager I remember thinking it was so silly. I’d say, “Dad, I’m just going to the mall; I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” I realize now why he did and continues to do this. Life is precious and tomorrow is not promised.
I spent the weekend loving on my babies.
I pray for their innocence and for the innocence of every child.
The three of us went to church, and after I decided to have a little photo session while we were waiting for daddy to get home. I’m thankful for my tripod which allowed me to get in a picture with them.