I am hijacking this blog for many reasons but the main one is I need someplace to get these thoughts out. A safe place, God’s place.
Friday a horrible, unthinkable act was committed and 27 people fell victim to sin.
Daniel Barden, 7
Olivia Engel, 6
Josephine Gay, 7
Ana M. Marquez-Greene, 6
Dylan Hockley, 6
Madeleine F. Hsu, 6
Catherine V. Hubbard, 6
Chase Kowalski, 7
Jesse Lewis, 6
James Mattioli, 6
Grace McDonnell, 7
Emilie Parker, 6
Jack Pinto, 6
Noah Pozner, 6
Caroline Previdi, 6
Jessica Rekos, 6
Avielle Richman, 6
Benjamin Wheeler, 6
Allison N. Wyatt, 6
Mary Sherlach, 56
Victoria Soto, 27
Anne Marie Murphy, 52
Lauren Rousseau, 30
Dawn Hochsprung, 47
Rachel Davino, 29
Nancy Lanza, 56
Please take a moment to break away and listen to the song attached through the link below:
Last night a dear friend of mine posted a question to her Facebook account asking for input on whether she should keep her kids out of school this week. The overwhelming census was “yes”.
My question is why do we have to ask that question to begin with?
What has our society become that we are more riddled with guilt for keeping our children home, especially in the question of safety, than for sending them away for such long hours in a classroom?
The judgement of people against home schooling.
The criticism if you want to have your kids take a mental health day.
The truancy officers knocking at your door if they miss too many days.
And the “well, they have to return at some point so it is better to do it sooner than later” mentally for the survivors of the Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting.
STOP RIGHT THERE!
God blessed each of us with the opportunity to become parents, aunts, uncles, grandparents, … In that he has said, “I trust you, as my shepherd, to raise these children under my tutelage. To provide them a warm home, a bed, an education, but most of all love.” His values are not of squander but of encouragement for peace and a solid foundation built on humanitarian deeds. So, keep your kids home this week. Allow them to have what you can offer through this time regardless of being one directly in the school, a relative, or an outsider whose heart was so deeply wrenched from its place that all you can see is your child being in a place you are not certain is safe today. Allow yourself the opportunity to heal. Build those memories together that will last longer than any history class or science class. Provide an environment that hears your child’s heart, fears and concerns.
What happens tomorrow? or the next day?
Will my child take advantage of my generosity and willingness to provide all this “extra” time from school riding on the shirt tails of this tragedy?
Well, honestly, if I were a kid I just might, but that is where you provide that thing called parental guidance, “Honey, I know today you are concerned, and in truth so am I, but tomorrow is a fresh new day and we must greet it by returning to our normal routine. Your education is important, too, so though I am granting this respite from school it is only a temporary grace that has an ending period. And when you return go back knowing that I am sending you back with a stronger foundation of love to surround you each minute you are there,” (or something like that).
We cannot promise our children a safe environment.
We cannot promise our children endless protection.
We cannot predict what will happen.
We CAN respect ourselves for doing everything within our ability to provide them the wall of love.
We CAN use our intellect, our gut instinct, to increase the protection by making the tough decisions when necessary and allowing the scrutiny of others to roll off our backs.
We CAN listen to the odds and make a lasting decision to reduce the risk by utilizing data that is garnered and shared around us.
We CAN welcome God into our lives, pray to Him and allow Him to play an active part in our decisions.
God did not leave the 27 victims in Newtown, Connecticut. If He could change the path that was taken He would have; instead He stood there at the gates and held them open as each person walked through hugging them, loving them, in a way that only God can.
Today we say a prayer, and tomorrow, and the next day, that this senseless act is never repeated.
Today we etch a date in our calendars with the names of all 27 whom were taken so quickly from us.
Today we hug our children more tightly knowing that for 20 families those hugs will be felt on by the angels as they are unable to wrap their arms around their little ones.
Today we prepare for the greatest celebration of the year, Christmas. Family, presents, food…
And each day a candle lit in the honor of those who are missing from the scene.
I do not care how I am judged by others for keeping my kids home this week. I do care about my kids emotional well being, their security, and their knowing what I am willing to do to stand up for their overall safety. I cannot protect them from everything that this world has to offer but what I can do, in the times where there is a greater risk, is to listen to that risk and reduce their presence within. I know my kids will have these memories cradled within their hearts for the rest of their time on Earth, and may it spread to the days when they are parents, so they know that regardless of the scrutiny, the pushing to keep our kids in school, the criticism about not being able to protect them from everything, they take the lesson that all these words may be true, but they certainly can reduce risks and along the way provide happy, family memories that may never again garner the opportunity in that moment.
Take that trip you’ve talked about.
Go ice skating.
Catch a movie opening day.
Build on those relationships, those moments, because You are NOT guaranteed tomorrow… just ask those that are looking at photographs instead of faces.
May this most Holy time bring warmth to your hearts, comfort to your lives, and God rest within your spirit lifting your anxiety away and providing, instead, the path to enlightenment.
In His name I write this for all of you whom may not have the chance to voice your feelings and emotions. Here is YOUR time to do so. Please take a moment and share in the comment section. Nobody should ever walk this Earth alone, or this path of recovery without the hand of flesh, blood and God’s blessings.
To you a Merry Christmas and a hug as a gift as that is all I can offer.