It is Christmas eve, a time to be with family, a time to rejoice and celebrate. I recognize though that for some of you this time of the year will never, ever be the same. I cannot fathom, or even conceive the pain you are feeling right now. I cannot tell you that I understand, or that everything is going to be alright, or that any of this makes any sense at all. I don’t think any of us can understand, none of us can make things alright, and it make no sense whatsoever.
All I can say is that my thoughts are with you and yours, that my heart aches with yours, and though I have never met you or your little Angels, I’ll always remember you. I’ll never forget the pain and sadness that I felt on that day as I heard about what happened. I will never forget the siblings that lost one of their own, I’ll never forget the parents that lost a child, I’ll never forget the sacrifice made by teachers to protect the children, I’ll never forget.
On this day and everyday I am grateful for having my family, and I thank God that we are all still here together. But I do not, and will not ever forget those of you that have suffered such great loss. The people of this nation remember and mourn with you.
Though this letter is addressed to the people of Sandy Hook, I’ll take a moment to say I remember so many more of you. I remember the innocent children hurt in Pakistan by drones, I remember you Hurricane Sandy Victims, I remember you 9/11 victims, I remember you Haiti, I remember you Libya, I remember you WWII, I remember you Afghanistan, I remember you Iraq, I remember you Hiroshima, I remember you Tibet, I remember you Vietnam, and on and on it goes. I remember all of you.
PS: I hope that my sharing the pictures of victims here is not offensive or disrespectful to any families. These are beautiful people and I want my readers to see, to look and see at what has been taken from this life. Seeing a picture of such a beautiful, innocent smiling face could maybe help heal, and maybe raise awareness to somehow prevent these tragedies from happening ever again. God bless you all.
I’m a Bronx Raised Puerto Rican who dances in pink tights! Please do take note of the date on a post, over the years my views have evolved and they continue to do so. It’s all about growth and progress. Peace.