One was too many

I got the alert on my phone this afternoon: “There are multiple fatalities in a school shooting in east Texas.” A big knot developed in the pit of my stomach. Another one. How? How does this keep happening? 10 families (that was the death toll the last time I checked) won’t be welcoming their loved one home for supper or get to ask about their day or take them to practice or rehearsal. 10 more families lives have changed into their worst nightmare. ————————— And yet there continues to be inaction while law makers and those who could enact real good continue to mull things over. We can’t afford to be reactive in a situation that requires proactivity. And yet, here we are. More demand for action and instead “thoughts and prayers” are offered. Every day I worry about my niece and nephew and all my friends’ kids. I want them to have the carefree life I had as a kid where my only thought was what the assignment was and who I’d sit next to at lunch. I also worry about my teacher friends who are basically on the front lines at schools. But we can’t turn back time. What we can do is offer real solutions that will hopefully stop this from happening. One school shooting was too many.