In the wake of the Newtown tragedy and similar scenarios that have no clear cut solution I often feel frustrated. The frustration of having to acknowledge that such evil resides in this world is overwhelming, but ultimately the most frustrating fact is that what's done is done. Too many lives lost and innocence stolen from so many more.
And so what can I do? There's nothing I can donate; nothing that can rebuild that community.
I recently read that there is one thing that individuals affected by any type of tragedy say others can do to help them.
You can be grateful for what you have.
I can be grateful for what I have.
I can be grateful that my children are safe and healthy.
I can be grateful that I have a home and a car and countless things that I don't even need.
I can be grateful that I have wonderful relationships.
I can be grateful for each new day.
I had already purchased this journal for me
and one of these planners for each of the boys
Prior to Friday's events I had already made it a goal for next year to start journaling. To daily list things I am grateful for and to jot down notes to the boys in their own books. Notes about adorable things they did and fun times we had together. And because I'm honest I'm sure a few frustrating mom moments will find their way in there too.
I pray that these books will be for them when I am gone, but I realize far too often it is the other way around.