Hard Rock Daddy has evolved into much more “hard rock” than “daddy” since its launch in March of this year. However, on the 1-year anniversary of the tragedy that took place at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, CT, music is not what is on my mind.
I woke up this morning feeling a sense of despair knowing what today represents, but also a bit relieved that the anniversary of this senseless tragedy comes on a Saturday. I wouldn’t want to drop my kids off at school today, so I can only imagine what it would be like for the parents of the kids who go to Sandy Hook, particularly those who lost a child, but still have other kids in the school.
The Sandy Hook tragedy shook me to my core, and changed my life forever.
In the days following the Sandy Hook shooting, I found it very difficult to drop my kids off at elementary school because it no longer felt like a safe place to be. The students who perished on that tragic day were the same age as my daughter, making it virtually impossible to avoid putting myself in the shoes of the parents of the victims. As I said goodbye to my kids each morning, the hugs and kisses would last a little longer.
The school day that once seemed go by so quickly started to feel endless. I would breathe a sigh of relief that my kids were home safe at the end of each day, and the only time that I found peace was on the weekend or during a school break.
Things have gotten a little bit better in the year since the Sandy Hook tragedy, but the school days will never be the same. The hugs and kisses still last a little bit longer each morning. And though I am not particularly religious, I pray for my kids’ safety each day as I leave the school.
Today I remember the 26 innocent victims of the Sandy Hook tragedy and pray for peace for the people of Newtown, CT.
RELATED ARTICLES:
Thank you for posting this remembrance of those we lost from this monstrous moment. Respect.
I remember seeing this tragic story break on Fox News… I cried instantly. It’s an unimaginable day in all of world history. I also remember driving to Connecticut for last year’s holiday to visit family. Driving on I-84 past the Newtown exits was so sad; a heavy feeling of loss overcame me. Seeing the tapestries people hung on the overpasses broke my heart. God bless all the innocent victims from that day, they’re all angels now.
Reblogged this on Waldo's Life.