When we can’t make sense of tragedy; we pray.

When there is nothing we can do to heal a broken heart; we pray.

When we are fearful of the future; we pray.

My heart is heavy today. And I’m sure it will be for quite a while when I walk into my classroom, when I see the kindergartners walking the hall. My heart will be heavy anytime I think of a moment when I clicked onto MSN and I went numb…with sadness, with fear, with confusion.

A kindergarten classroom….

that’s sacred ground.

I know where those babies are today:


But where those parents are today? I can’t even imagine.

And because I don’t know what else to do, I pray.

My heart goes out to those who lost someone they love.