I don’t usually post stuff like this, I don’t usually “react” or post my personal thoughts about events on this blog, but I just can’t stop thinking about it this morning. When you have a baby things start to look different in the world. It’s not just about me anymore. There is this little guy. He depends on us for food, clothing, love and to keep him safe.
It seems like that last one is getting harder and harder. Never in my life would I have gone to an event and worry about my safety in such a way that everyone is today. I would happily skip off to a football game, watching my husband run a race, going to the movies and not think once that something bad was going to happen to me. No one ever does. Now all these terrible things are happening and it’s hard to think about. The only thing we can do is to have hope. Hope for ourselves, hope for our families, our children, our world.
I hope that by the time Carter is 5 and starts kindergarten, it is safe to send him.
I hope that when he is 16 he can go to the movies with friends and feel safe.
I hope that when he goes to run a race, participate in sports, travel the world, that these things are all safe to do. And he can life his life in a safe world, skipping off to do these things without thinking about bad things that could happen that he had no control over, just as I did when I was little, and will still try to do now.
I hesitate to hit publish on this post, but I am going to do it because I have hope and I hope you do, too!