RIP Little Angels

I hugged my kids harder this weekend.  We all slept together on Friday night, although I didn't really sleep too well, waking up quite frequently.   In Newtown, Connecticut signs are hung saying our hearts are broken, and my heart is broken too.  I cannot wrap my head around the fact that little 6 and 7 year old children were targeted in such a horrific and senseless attack at the Sandy Hook Elementary School.  I look at my beautiful sons and cannot image the horror and fear of initially not knowing if your child is alive or not, then the overwhelming grief of learning they are not.  My heart breaks for those families who have lost their precious children and loved ones.


So, I hugged my boys tighter, we watched some Christmas movies together, read some books and cuddled on the couch.  This afternoon, we took a ride to the cinema and finally saw Wreck It Ralph which my younger son had been asking for weeks to go see.

Later this evening, after the boys went to bed, I turned on CNN and watched Anderson Cooper name each slain child and teacher, show a photo when available and tell a little bit about each one.  I'm glad I watched and hope you have the opportunity to do the same.  If I were those parents, even in the midst of such personal loss and suffering, I would think I would want everyone to know what wonderful, special children they were.  I hope by watching I did a little to honor their children by learning a little about their own stories.  Parents should not be burying their children.  My heart is broken for them.  May God help somehow ease their pain.  

RIP Little Angels.