Christmas Sadness

How do we deal with one more tragedy? You hear of this and think about those families. You think about those babies. You think about life in general. You start to compare and frighten at the possible parallels. What if they were yours? What if they were mine? You can't imagine it, you can't even fathom it.

What causes a young man, troubled by mental illness, troubled by life, to walk into a school and look into the eyes of innocence and take away the life behind those eyes? What makes the evil take over? We will never know. We will never understand.

Sadly, it will happen again. Sadly, we will have to wonder another day. Sadly, we will never know the reasons.

Sadness in my heart for those that will wake up tomorrow morning, Christmas morning, every morning and have to live with the senseless and evil act that stole the children.

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