This morning I'm sitting at the table, writing out the Christmas cards, wishing peace and joy to all our friends and family, when I heard my husband in the upstairs bedroom, groaning loudly. That's how I learned about the horrendous shooting today in the Connecticut school.
What's happening to us here in the US? How long will we continue to bow to the NRA and tolerate these senseless shootings and killings? How many children have to die before we get the courage to ban these assault weapons with their hundreds of rounds of ammunition? I don't own a gun--never have and never will--and my husband says the last time he fired a gun was an M16 in Viet Nam and he'll never have a gun either. We live very fulfilling lives without guns. We settle arguments without guns. We feel safe in our home without a gun. Why do so many Americans think they have to have guns in order to be safe? It's warped thinking! Crazy!
I managed to finish my Christmas cards but with such a heavy heart. I'm literally weeping for the families of those people who were killed this morning, especially the children. Christmas will never be the same for them--and it shouldn't be the same for us either. This has got to stop.