It’s always somewhere else, and then it’s not.
Our words are insufficient, insignificant.
In Connecticut, our prayers continue.
“From the end of the earth will I cry unto Thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.” -Psalm 61: 2
The little ones.
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Ruth - That is beautifully said, Betsy. Our thoughts and prayers have been with the families of these precious little angels, along with all of the teachers that lost their lives.