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I grew up in Connecticut, not far from Newton. I'm a Mom. And I work at an elementary school as a counselor.
I can't stop thinking about all those children and all the people who loved them.
I got nothing articulate to say tonight.
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I'm a school SLP and once I heard what happened I spent the rest of the day trying not to cry so I wouldn't scare my students. I so wish they (and my own little ones) didn't live in such a scary world.
Lisa Y |
12/15/2012 at 04:16 AM
12/15/2012 at 05:55 AM
There aren't any words that will heal the parents' hearts, explain it to siblings, or make the loss feel any less. There aren't words to take it all back, so it didn't really happen, to bring back all those cherished lives.
But, God, I wish there were.
12/16/2012 at 09:59 AM
Lisa, that was me on Friday as well. I was caught once in tears but luckily it was a staff member who needed me to respond to kids acting out with a sub. Nothing like switching gears in a flash. It wasn't till I got in the truck to drive to hockey that night that I was finally able to let go...
12/17/2012 at 07:55 AM
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