Dear friends, you know me too well by now. You know that sooner or later, I’ll address the topic du jour, whether it’s politics, gossip or the latest shoes on the market. And today, as much as I wanted too, I just can’t go around it. It’s been three days and I keep cry whenever there’s a news snippet talking about the Newtown tragedy.
I even wish I could have the strength to embed the original video of this amazing song (one of my favorite Christmas songs ever), but I really couldn’t find that inner force. I cried my eyes out, my heart and my head started aching instantly (if you do feel up to it, the original video is here). I still can’t cope with what happened and I know that whatever I’d say, my words don’t have that much power, but prayers do.
Prayers can achieve miracles. If we want to. To the families and friends from Newtown: the entire country, the entire world weeps and prays with you!
I wish I could be more coherent. But whenever I think about what happened, I start losing it. For weeks I followed the news about military confrontations here and there in the world. For weeks my heart wept at the thought of all those children living in war zones. All that violence and suffering. But all that hope too. Hope that, maybe one day, we’ll understand that force is not a solution and life is just too precious to risk it. I’m sorry, I wanted to write a lengthy and meaningful piece, but I’m too emotional about this and my synapses lost their way through tears and pain. (these are 27 angels made of wood cutouts and pinned on the hills of Newtown, as reported by cnn)