Today I had tears in my eyes when I shook the hand of the uniformed police officer stationed outside the door to my son's elementary school. I simply thanked him for his service but there was so much more I wanted to say.
I am not well-spoken nor am I an author. In fact, expressing myself in the written word is not a strength.
So I send you to read an essay that says everything I wish I could say.
What Six Looks Like
I happen to know the author and had the privilege to work with her on a non-profit board for a few years. I often park next to her at school pick-up. Jennifer is a wonderful mom and her piece is touching. So go.
1 comment:
That article was lovely and spot on.
We live 30 minutes from Newtown. The last few days have been like a surreal blur of raw emotion. It's just too close to home on so many levels - I've been coming undone at the drop of a hat.
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