Being Scared

The news is incomprehensible and I'm not really sure what to write in response to the shootings in Newtown. The specifics are still coming in, the number of dead still rising and the grief in any public place palpable. It seems like only yesterday that I was writing about the shooting in Aurora, Colo. And, as we've come to know, I'm sure there will be other horrific days like the one we are experiencing today.

We're all scared. We're all wondering how those children, those poor, suffering, weak, shocked and innocent children, will go back to school. How will this affect their lives not only in the now, but in the future? The saving grace, or at least what I keep telling myself, is that children are resilient.

I'm scared that I could, at one point in my life, bring kids into this world, a world where hearing the words, "children are among the dead" always takes your breath away, but they don't come across as a complete shock in a world that never ceases to be mad and angry and mean. While I cannot wait to be a parent and share the joy of life, there also seems to be a crazy amount of pressure on any parent to keep their children safe. And how can we when things like this happen?