whispers & love

at the end of the day, all that is left is love.

my heart is broken.  the events that transpired friday in connecticut, in sandy hook elementary, those precious lives.

i, like so many others, clung so dearly to my boys all weekend.  wept tears for the families who got that unbearable news.  tears for those mamas and daddys who are trying to make sense of this brutal act.  tears for those siblings who are trying to comprehend why a peice of them is missing.  because believe me, i've been that sibling.

i shut off the news friday.  i refused to watch or listen or comprehend anything that was going on.  not because i didn't care.  but because i was reeling as a mama myself.  i whispered all of their names over and over, because young or old, each of them have a mama.  and as a mama, i would want someone to continually whisper my boys' names, too.

at the end of the day, all that is left is love.  even through the tragedy, i know CT and everyone affected can feel the love that the nation is pouring.  primarily because we are just as numb as them, because we don't know what else to do besides love. 

as we move forward with our week, may we remember that 26 families' worlds are at a standstill.  they are going through the motions, but not living.  and they may not for awhile. 

continue to whisper their names.  each mama will hear and feel it.  they will know their baby was so incredibly loved, even if we had never met them. 

at the end of the day, all that is left is love.