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.


December 17, 2012 - 10:40 am

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.

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