My heart is breaking right now. Babies were shot today.
I rarely can take time off to go eat lunch with my youngest at her elementary school, but I did today. It is so poignant to me that I saw children just like the ones that were shot with bright smiling faces, and pre Christmas excitement. Innocents who wanted to know what kind of car I would drive if I could pick any kind in the world? Would I live in a crystal castle if I could?
No. No crystal castles for me, but a home that is rife with locks, and bars, to protect my children from disgusting psychos like the one today.
I can’t wrap my head around this. Babies.
Children who’s Christmas program outfits will be their funeral clothes.
