It’s
taken me a few days to write. Because each time I sit down at the computer, I
find myself composing a letter to the parents of the children slaughtered last
week.
My
stomach churns even now as I write.
The
visceral reaction that I feel. That the whole world feels. But especially we
Moms and Dads. Whose every-waking-moment’s purpose is to make our child feel
SAFE. From the womb until forever, we carry, protect, calm. From the hand-holding
across the street. To the baby proofing of stove handles and pointy coffee
tables. To the car seats, ski helmets, seatbelts. To the organic food we
overspend on to keep our children healthy, safe. The visceral reaction comes from a deep, cell by cell place.
But
these parents of these slaughtered children. There wasn’t any single thing they
could have done last Friday with a helmet or an organic carrot.
And
it makes me sick.
And
it makes me want to reach out and protect the hearts and minds of the Moms
& Dads of these children. And say: You did your job. You did your job.
There
was nothing else they could have done.
But
there is clearly something we can all do now. It is starting. The wave. The
action. Protect our kids. Protect our families. Protect innocence.
It
is a move towards good public health for the whole nation. As you would care
for your own. Get involved.
Here
are a few links. Make a difference.
1 - SignOn.org
Namaste
-OM
