Airplane

An airplane crashed in our city yesterday.  It was piloted by an idiot who believed his needs were not being met by the government.  He got into his airplane and crashed it into an IRS building killing himself and one other person.  He wanted to kill more people. 

I was not anywhere close to the crash, but just that it occurred in my city where my children live enrages me.  And scares me. And makes me sad.

I have control issues when it comes to my children.  I like to pretend that I can keep them safe at all times.  I lock my doors at night.  I make sure they are safely tucked into their beds.  I kiss them after saying prayers and then I am able to sleep believing that they are safe.

Then this happens.

It was hard to sleep last night.
It was hard to send the kids to school today. 

Saying prayers for their safety helps me. 

But it was still hard to send the kids to school today.