Like everyone else I'm just wishing we could turn back time and start yesterday all over again with a different outcome.
The massacre fills my mind and it's hard to get beyond it. There is just something so horrendous and frightening about the sudden and inexplicable lost lives of so many with so much to offer this world. I cannot believe we are here once again mourning the senseless loss of life in a place we want our children to feel safe.
It's overwhelming to think of all the families that have been torn apart. The students that lost friends and classmates and professors. University is supposed to be a time of spreading your wings, doing crazy things, learning yes, but more than that a time for making some of your strongest friendships ever and just having some stupid harmless fun along the way. Damn that Cho Seung-Hui for taking all that away.
Although I feel a sense of anger and bewilderment towards the shooter I do feel immense sorrow for his family. They have lost a son in what has to be the worst way imaginable. I don't know how you recover from that. You would have nothing good to hang onto. Every memory would be overshadowed by his last action.
I hope those left behind to cope with this tragedy will be able to find comfort and solace in their friends and family. I hope they will be able to remember all the wonderful times they had with their loved ones and realize their life was more important than their death. It's too easy to let grief and anger to take root and obliterate the memories. They have a tough, tough road ahead and when all of us have moved on and they find themselves alone with their thoughts I hope they have someone they can cling to and talk to and find that inner strength needed to not only survive but to once again experience the beauty and joy that this world has to offer.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
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It's all so overwhelming, isn't it? I cannot even begin to imagine the pain that the families and friends of those slaughtered must be feeling. And on such a large scale - that's an entire community that has been ripped right apart. I don't know how you would ever recover from that, but I wish them peace.
I left this same comment elsewhere. Folks are understandably upset by this event all over the blogs.
Unfortunately people have been killing each other since they the beginning of time. It's a part of who we are.
But you know what else is a part of who we are? Mother Theresa, Chopin, Picasso and on and on and on.
The beauty is out there, shining brightly. When things like the Virginia Tech massacre happen, our lens gets fogged. But the beauty is still out there. It's just more difficult to see.
Barbara, I know. I just hope they can find a way through this darkness.
Dan, I agree with you but I also think sometimes grief can be overwhelming to the point where those left behind can no longer find the beauty of the world. It's the immediate families that I worry about. The siblings and the parents.
i saw it on the news here *sad*
Nice post toccata.
What I didn't like was the media trying to pin blame on the administration before really knowing anything.
That may be justified eventually but at the time it didn't seem like news gathering but more like news creating.
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
You haste away so soon:
As yet the early-rising Sun
Has not attain'd his noon.
We have short time to stay, as you,
We have as short a Spring;
As quick a growth to meet decay
As you, or any thing.
Engrave this quote
Robert Herrick
Beautiful prose is a chilly comfort.
tc...that was a beautiful post. It makes one think about how things can change in a heartbeat and how we should appreciate every second together because we just never know.
and thank you...got the mail today. You don't know how much that meant to me. You're a very special person and a very good friend.
Boo, sorry about hitting you with such a sad post after having been away for such a long time.
Busterp, I agree and I think creating news rather than reporting facts is a direct result reporting news live 24/7.
Wayward Son, reminds me of In Flander's Fields. Both possess that juxtaposition of enormous sadness and beauty tangled together.
Deb, reading your comment brings tears to my eyes yet again. You are such a incredible person and I am honoured to call you my friend. You take care. You and your family are definitely in my thoughts.
Having lost one of my closest friends to gun violence nearly a year ago, I am aghast. As bad as I felt for myself, I was devastated seeing his parents-- they looked broken. The parents of these kids have suffered the worst thing you can suffer. I don't think I'd ever recover from something like that. I would be irreperably broken.
Johnny Yen, my mother wrote me about the different people in my brother's cemetery because I didn't want the stories lost when they are gone. In the last line she talked of visting his grave that summer and for the first time felt at peace. This was 33 years later. I kept thinking of that last line when I saw the tragedy unfold.
Yeah shocking news or what!
What a coward turning the gun on himself too - He should of just taken himself out first rather than take them all with him. :`[
They HAVE to do something about gun laws over in the states - Just how many more killings does there have to be before they address it.
Dogga, the weird thing is around the world they are debating the lax gun laws in the states and yet in that country it is barely making a ripple. It's so ingrained and even though our countries border on one another the gun culture prevalent in their society makes most Canadian just shake their heads in disbelief.
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