This is my First Grader.
I've been hugging him extra tight all weekend. Each time I see the faces of the Newtown angels, I see my boy and his classmates. I can't imagine the profound grief of those parents. I can't wrap my mind around this violent world we're raising children in. I try to keep him safe and sheltered from it. But time is not on my side. I pray. I hope. I vote. I wait on the world to change.