having quite a time with blogger. I am not sure where my post went.
I am heartsick today about the school shooting in Texas. 18 dead children.
I had to turn off the news. The facts of the matter were sickening enough, but a father was shown, his eyes hidden by sunglasses. A reporter had a microphone thrust in his face. He said, "I just need to find my baby," and his face twitched.
The reporter asked, "What is your worst fear?"
What the actual fuck?
The news needs to be reported. I'm not disputing that. The facts must be relayed. It is not necessary to exploit the parents' anguish. It is not only unnecessary. It is unkind. It is cruel.
It was also a mind numbingly stupid question.
So my heart breaks tonight, for what has happened, but also for what WILL happen, which is nothing. Nothing at all. We will be sickened and outraged and not one thing will change.
We've made some great progress today on the renovation, and tomorrow, we are taking the day off. We are going to the retirement property to get the garden tilled and to get things planted. There is sanity to be found in the garden.
PS: I want you to know that I'm commenting on your blogs, but the comments seem to have disappeared.