Hard to know what to say...

I had big plans to reply to the loads of excellent replies to my posts last week. A few days got by me, and then Thursday was a very much different day than I could have ever imagined.

For all of the family and friends of Davina and Brock and their kids, and for this beach community, I am so sorry for our loss of love, life, and imagined sanctuary. Give someone you love a hug, a good long hug, and deepen your commitment to doing what you know is right. We have loads of work to do. I am very grateful for all the loving people in my life. I am grateful living in our community. This illness and violence deepens my commitment to working together to make things better.

I remember picking up our girls after kindergarten one day and chatting with Davina. Now her kids, and lots and lots of other kids, need adults to do the right thing, to work to make the world a better, safer place. My thanks to all of you who are doing exactly that.

Thank you Michele for nurturing the kids at Bell Arts Factory. Thank you Lynne for caring at the Art Barn. Thank you Mb for teaching in the juvenile jail school. Thank you Della for loving our daughters. Thank you Moses for making our dreams come true. Thank you Mom and Dad for insisting on excellence and loving your family and community so much.

Friday I was in shock. Over the weekend I was sad and angry. Yesterday I was depressed. Today, I am grateful. Now I am aware of what I have to do. What we have to do. I don't know exactly what to say... I sense the shape of what needs to be done. Putting fear aside and carrying on.