My kids were homeschooled during Sandy Hook, and I reeled silently as they worked out math problems at our kitchen table.
My son was in 4th grade for his first real lockdown and the boys made fun of him because he cried.
My daughter told me yesterday that when she heard about Nashville she wasn’t sure she could be brave to save others and she might just have to save herself…if she could.
I was the school receptionist for only 6 months, but there wasn’t a day I didn’t mentally practice what I would do, because I knew I would be the first to know.
These are the realities of a fallen, sinful world where we cannot easily legislate away the rogue evil that lives among us.