I’ve tried to write something but failed. I stayed off the twitter because there’s no good snark and that’s all I do and because there were 20 5-year olds slaughtered today, and all I could do was sit numb at my computer and avoid it. I was just starting to feel a tiny spark of Christmas spirit….and a little hope for the future. How wonderful to find that there’s always somebody out there somewhere, just waiting to snuff that spark out with insane acts of horrifying violence. I always enjoy Christmas shopping for my adopt-a-family. Today at Target I didn’t enjoy buying 2 shopping carts worth of pink 6X clothing because that’s the 6 year old’s favorite color. How could I, when there were little girls dead in that room. But, I know there are better people. And they will disarm, unlock their doors, and share recipes again. It is time to let go of our fear, and transcend it into something resembling love.
Happy things:
