Newtown

It’s hard to write about awesome things when so many families lives have been ripped apart. It makes me sick to my stomach. I feel guilty for being happy that I am taking my daughter to the Nutcracker today. I feel guilty my son gets to eat cookie dough from the bowl. I feel guilty my husband is moody from work. I feel guilty about drinking by the fireplace last night. It’s not fair. It’s horrific and it didn’t even happen to us. I feel guilty for that too. Mother Fucker.
How are you dealing with the Newtown tragedy?

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2 thoughts on “Newtown

  1. Yep. Same. I am really struggling with writing a post for tomorrow b/c it’s all so trite in comparison. Sad, sad day for everyone.

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