Silence

Once again, tragedy. This time in Sutherland Springs, Texas.

So much has been said about the shooting in which more than 20 people lost their lives, and dozens more were injured. At a church. And my thoughts are with everyone in that town, and all affected.

We forget how good the world is supposed to be, in times like these. We gear up and say that something needs to be rectified, but little ever happens.

In this silence, when we feel the most lost and abandoned, it is important not to shout. Rather, stay silent, and listen for that still, small voice.

Vegas

It’s not funny. It’s not a political statement. It’s not a platform, and it’s not an issue of rights.

It’s 59 people dead. It’s 59 lives cut short because of one man with a gun. With a lot of guns.

There are so many words, in so many languages, yet nothing even begins to scratch the surface of what has happened. What these losses feel like, and what those families must be going through.

When will it finally be enough? When will the straw break the camel’s back, and finally something will be done?

I join a mourning nation once again for losses that could have been prevented.