taking flight into art, love, and life (the blog)

Friday, December 14, 2012

our hearts are broken

candles for 2

We dropped off True earlier in the morning at my parent's house. There were plans to build a birdhouse with Grandpa.

A couple hours later, the horrific news came. Shock. Tears. Overwhelming sadness. As a parent, I could barely breathe. We stopped what we were doing and went straight to my parent's house to scoop up True and hold him tight. We haven't let him out of our reach since.

We are in deep prayer and mourning over here.  We're trying to stay away from the television and instead we are lighting candles, and sending up eons of wishes of comfort and light. We have to collectively help hold the magnitude of this for those who are suffering. And for a long time.

Our hearts are broken.

For those of you who have older children, Brene Brown has gathered up a list of helpful resources on how to talk to children about violence toward children. You can click over here to see her list. Super helpful.

I made this piece after becoming a mama and it's all I can think about when I think about all the parents who lost their children, and all the children who lost their parents. 

Their hearts will never be alone.