Tragedy and protection
Tonight in KC a gas line exploded beneath a restaurant...plumes of smoke rose into the sky, people ran(literally) to the hospital and the media inundated us with images of the disaster. In these moments, I want to do nothing but wrap my arms around you and protect you from everything bad in this world. And now, while you are so little, I still can. I can run a bath, play some Beatles, and sing and dance with you. I can distract you with a ball while in the background nothing but blue and red lights flash on the screen. But when am I not allowed to protect you any more? When do I have to show you that there is sadness in this world? As much as I want the answer to be never, I know it can't be that way. However, what I can do, even amidst sadness, is show you that there is beauty. In the face of tragedy and chaos, uninvolved passerbys offered their assistance and drove victims to the hospital. People who don't know the injured li...