Sandy Hook.

I have had a couple posts pop up since the tragedy in Newtown, Connecticut. I had scheduled some posts in advance the other week to try to keep up with my blogging, and I forgot about them. I wouldn't feel right if I did not address the shooting of the young, young children in Sandy Hook.

Truth be told, though, I don't really have any words. When I woke up that Saturday morning, I didn't think to go check the news immediately. I often don't. I saw updates on Facebook by many of my friends, and then went to check the news. Then I called Jess, because her family is from Connecticut, and her sister is in elementary school. (Everyone in her family is fine, her sister doesn't go to school in Newtown.)

Last Saturday, I had posted about running, and how I was running a 13K. I didn't run that race because Evelyn was sick and clingy. To be truthful, I was sort of annoyed that she was being clingy because I wanted to go get the run over with, but didn't feel rested. I also didn't feel like leaving a cranky Evelyn with Dan to deal with on his own.

So instead I stayed home, and learned of the news. We then spent the day as a family.

I have not read much of the news, nor have I watched any of the coverage. It makes me feel sick just thinking about how terrified the children must have felt, and the array of feelings their loved ones are now experiencing. I don't anything to say, except that my heart aches for the families, and they are in my prayers.