This morning I'm not thinking about politics, even gun control.
I can't stop thinking about the parents and grandparents and siblings that are waking up to a new life: very painful, very permanent, eventually able to admit happiness and even joy, but forever colored by sorrow.
Their houses this morning: filled with the clothes and toys and knick-knacks of a dead child. The photos.
Sitting down to breakfast. Trying to live life one minute at a time, getting through today an unimaginably difficult task.
All that is needed to make a happy life is within yourself, in your way of thinking. -Marcus Aurelius