Today is a day where any words I have don’t fit.
The innocent who lost their lives on Friday morning have gone to heaven and the families they left are now trying to figure out how to live without their loved ones.
I spent a lot of time this weekend with Carlos, just appreciating his presence. I spent time this weekend with my sisters, trying to memorize their voices. And I hugged my nieces and nephews harder while I told them I loved them.
Friday’s tragedy brought back a lot of memories of the day my mom died. The unexpected call; the driving frantically while trying to stay calm; the moment I heard the words that she died.
And that said, I cannot compare my experience to the ones of those effected by Friday’s senseless shooting.
So today, I will not share the petty events of my life. I will reflect on how thankful I am for what I have, who I have, and pray for those who are heartbroken this week before Christmas.
Just reflect, and pray.