Fell Slightly Off the Wagon but Climbed Back On This Morning
Saturday, December 15, 2012
With all of the horribly sad news yesterday I found myself grabbing comfort food. I even knew while I was eating it that it was all about trying to soothe my sadness.
There just aren't any words that can express enough sympathy for what all these families and the town of Newtown, Conn are going through. Having lived in Israel for 10 years, the reality of surviving after terrorist attacks is very vivid. To me it doesn't matter why it happened. Lives are shattered and small children will have to grow up forever with the memory of this day ingrained in their sense of what security means to them.
There is a saying that Time Heals All Wounds. But this is not always true. Time only lessens the pain of the wound, but underneath it all, the wound is always there. I think that is part of being human. Senseless acts of violence are inexpiable. We can only pray that maybe our society can learn something that will help to make changes that bring an end to all the violence all over the world.