Words seem so inadequate.
Feelings are raw.
On Friday, when the news broke, I felt as if the air was being squeezed from me.
My heart is broken for those whose loved ones were ripped away from them.
I can only imagine that the pain they are feeling now and will continue to feel for a long time.
I pray for them and wish them peace that surpasses understanding, comfort, and healing.
As I watch my two sweet girls, feelings of gratitude and thankfulness roll over me.
As I hold my own children, I remember theirs.
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