Friday, December 14, 2012

The Bluest Holiday Evening of All

I was planning to blog today about "Blue Christmas" - those who feel pain during the Christmas season due to tragedy in their lives. One of my Facebook friends - a lovely woman I have never met but I used to play FarmVille with - was feeling a lot of pain.  One of her sons died a couple of years ago, and she was missing him deeply.

Tonight, after the unthinkable happened earlier today in Newtown, Connecticut, all I can think about is the unimaginable amount of pain the residents are in tonight.  The surviving children who were in that elementary school today had their childhoods stolen from them today.  A mother is dead at the hands of her son.  An older brother was falsely accused of an unspeakable crime.  The entire country is sending the affected families prayers tonight, but few of us can even begin to imagine what those people are going through right now.

A President cried publicly.  Hardened police officials allowed their emotions to show.

We all struggle to try to understand.  When I came home from work tonight, my Facebook wall was full of reactions. We will struggle for a long time.  I suspect we will never fully understand.

I don't have anything new, anything profound, anything imaginative, to add to the discussion that is going to be taking place in the coming hours and days. 

All I can do is add my voice to the voice of many other Americans tonight.  The people of Newtown are in my thoughts this bluest holiday evening of all.


  1. It is a tragic day, and like you, I have no particularly deep thoughts, but hope that my thoughts and prayers added to those of the nation can help the families in some small way.

  2. Well stated. When anyone suffers, if there is any compassion in us at all, we suffer.

  3. I can't imagine what the CT families are going through. I think all we can do is pray for all of them, and do what we can do to tilt the balance back to goodness. Even if it's on some small level. My heart breaks for CT.


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