Typically, the end of May is a time to celebrate the end of school and the beginning of summer. We attend end of school parties, graduations, and summertime vacation plans are made. Instead, this year as many across our nation begin this tradition, there are 21 families in a small town in southern Texas whose lives have been forever changed. Families that are left trying to process the incomprehensible.
If you asked half of Americans if they had ever heard of Uvalde 7 days ago, I imagine most would say no. But exactly one week ago today ago a troubled young man entered an elementary school and senselessly took the lives of 19 children and 2 adults.
Today, the world knows exactly where Uvalde, TX is. May we all never forget!
This has shattered the hearts of many, especially those of us who have been walking through the overwhelming grief of child loss. We know the road that lies ahead for these families. Watching the news has shattered my heart and conjured up all those feelings of loss once again. We sit stunned and in shock while trying to process the incomprehensible.
On the first day following this tragic event I woke during the early morning hours and could vividly recall the first day I woke up knowing Melanie was no longer on this earth. It was an emptiness unlike anything I’ve ever experienced; a heavy, palpable void in the deepest part of my being that is still hard to articulate, even today.
Grieving parents know all too well the morning after. The day we wake up and realize this is not a bad dream.
So many thoughts filled my heart and mind for these mommas and dads who were waking up to this nightmare. We will never forget the crying that takes your breath away, leaving you barely able to move, let alone think.
My heart is joined with all those who lost their children far too early, including the 2 teachers. They may be adults, but they were also someone’s children.
There is no way to make sense of this tragedy and all the others that have happened before this. So, what do we do?
We will weep with those who weep and mourn with those who mourn.
We will say our children’s names. We will remember the love we shared and we will never, ever forget. We are the memory keepers… until the day we can be reunited once again.