I've had to turn the TV news off. I WILL turn it back on again, because I do want to know as much as I can about those who died so senselessly.
It is painful to watch all that suffering.
I've not had much experience with that. Although, whenever something so tragic happens a scene from my childhood always appears in my mind.
It's a little boy, sitting in the dirt along our school building. He is sitting, while the rest of us stand, pressed against a chain link fence surrounding the school yard. We are watching a house fire.
It's the little boys house.
I can still picture the teacher realizing this and going over to the little boy. He turned away from her and put his head into his knees. I can see him as if it is happening right now.
Two of his siblings died in that fire. A fire which was set, but not before the two children were locked in a room, unable to escape.
Although I was very young at the time, I remember fragmented bits and pieces of this story. A family from my church owned the house and used it for rental income.
But, I will NEVER forget the little boy watching his house burn.
I never saw him again.
I hope someone has loved him back to life.
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Oh, that is heartbreaking.
How horribly sad. :(
there is always horror, I think.
it is called sin and has been with us since the beginning.
The things we see and experience tend to stay with us a good long while! That poor little boy!
That is so sad.
Oh, how very very sad.
Here from Goslyn's
Mary, mom to many
I think I want to find a nice quiet little hill off in the middle of nowhere and go on a loooooooooong vacation from the senseless nuttiness of this world. Good grief. I know it's gone on forever...just as your memory illustrates...but sometimes it's just too much for the mind to gather in and digest.
Horrer. For the boy, but also for you.
I'm tired of people waving guns around.
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