Newtown, we feel it with you.
They might not have been our sons or daughters, our nieces or nephews
but believe us. we’re sobbing, we’re screaming, we’re in this with you.
we might’ve gone back to work, to that cookie swap, Christmas shopping at the mall. You might think the world presses onward, but we are, completely, on our knees with you.
We are praying and praying. In the morning when we first get up, when we hear more details on the radio, and when we crawl into bed at night. Raw with vulnerability.
We’re all wide open, breakable, always…but we’ve been reminded in what feels like far too harsh a way.
When you ache, I ache.
This is what I know to do
I vow to turn this ache into action. To be the change, to bring more light into this world, to honor the angels we’ve lost, and remember what I know to be true:
Love always wins.
Here’s a quote from Marianne Williamson’s response to the tragedy:
Dear God, May a legion of angels come upon these parents.
Bring to them an otherworldly touch,
an otherworldly comfort
an otherworldly sense that their children are well —
that they are safe with God,
and shall be with them always.
Give to those who grieve what no mortal can give…
the touch of Your Hand upon their heart.
May all touched by this darkness
be Lit by Your grace.
Please wipe away all tears, dear God.
as only You can do.