I am sitting in a huddle room today because I have no meetings and the boss is on sick leave. I chanced upon a video of "the Voice" cast singing "Hallelujah" with placards of the Sandy Hooks victims' names and ages on them. Again I found myself tearing up.
I cry so often when I am reminded of the babies that were slaughtered at Sandy Hooks. Again and again, I find myself mourning the loss of innocent lives...taken far too early and apparently for no reason at all.
I feel the pain of 20 mothers. I now understand the power of a mother's grief...that her tears can reverberate halfway around the world and shake the lives of people who were just a few hours prior enjoying some drinks on a rooftop bar. Because this is the sorrow that Mary must have felt seeing her only son crucified. This is the helplessness of the Egyptian women whose first borns died from the tenth plague. This is the loss of hope that can only be borne by one who has brought a child into the world, only to have him or her taken away at such an innocent age.
I want to be a mother more than anything in the world. I will give everything to the little bundles of joy, with only one wish - that I never have to bury my own.
