i've been thinking lots about Texas, and the unfolding tragedy there that has shattered so many hearts. it's all unthinkable. you send your kids to camp. it's not supposed to end as it did. it's unexplainable. it's the ultimate horror and shock, as best as i can truly only imagine. how do you wake the next day? the agony of knowing you weren't with your child during those final moments...it's actually too much. how do you step forward, ever?
Ann Voskamp blogs about it here. what i loved about her words is her raw honesty. she doesn't dance around the hard questions. she doesn't explain away with smooth or far-removed answers from someone who has no inkling of what it is to suffer. she approaches the topic of tragedy and suffering with tender care and authentic transparency. it's a helpful read. again, you all know i love her and might be a bit biased. but helpful~ it still is...
and just a little of my fuchsia hydrangea to end on a brighter note. how i love me some vibrant pink!
