I’ll admit that typically, I happily send my children out the door for school in the morning. I love them, and I’m sending them off to get the best education possible, and that happens somewhere other than in our home.
But this morning, I sent them off with a nasty feeling in the pit of my stomach. I don’t really think anything will happen to them at school (and not in a “it couldn’t happen here” mentality, just a “what are the chances” mentality), but the truth is that we just never know.
I’m praying for school kids, teachers, and administrators everywhere, many of whom are my friends and family, as they cope with what school looks like in the aftermath of this tragedy.