Day of respect

I was trying to postpone today’s scheduled post, but accidentally set it to go. Working on blog posts on the phone is tricky. The app does the opposite of what I want half the time. Well, I’m on my computer now and have deleted that post and all the social media releases of the topic.

Today is not a day to think of dreams, for those were stolen yesterday from ten people and their families and friends. October 1, 2015 will be the day life changed and dreams were stolen for all of those people, so today, I am offering my thought and heart to them and to my fellow Americans who live under constant threat of shooting rampages and who live with the heartbreaking memories of the many, many incidences of gun violence. I’ve been near enough to it myself, in multiple ways. It is something I will be exploring in a future book.

I have processed this photo from the reflection pools at the 9/11 memorial. The will, thought, cooperation, planning, leadership, diligence, and persistence that went into making this memorial are proof that we can overcome gun violence in this country too, by applying those same qualities to this new task.

Reflecting
Reflecting