How do I say anything, really, when a terrifying thing happened in town this week. You all know the story by now: a 64-year-old man hammered out two windows on the 32nd floor of the Mandalay Bay and opened fire into a concert crowd below. He killed almost 60 people and injured well over 500. I am so fortunate to not know anyone who was hurt, and my heart goes out to all those who have. I can’t imagine the pain they must be experiencing.
How do I say anything, really, about how much writing I got done this week, or about sneaking in a sushi dinner date with my husband, or talk about all the adorable stories my son has been telling us this week.
How do I say anything, really, about the fact that we have a president who will do nothing about the gun laws in this Country?
How do I say anything, really, when, thanks to one man, there are 58 people who are forever silenced?
How do I say anything more?