No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.― C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed
- Federal Building, Los Angeles on July 20, 2012
It makes me think of this poem about escapism:
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.
― William Butler Yeats
Very tragic day. Well said in the poem. My heart is with all that have lost their family members and all the injured.
It really is. My hope is that we steer clear of exploiting the victims by covering too much needless info about the shooter or any other hate group trying to promote themselves through the death of these people. It’s really sad that the media is already sensationalizing this.