The Unthinkable

The unthinkable happened yesterday in Newton, Connecticut. Twenty seven innocent people were gunned down for no reason other than one man's insanity. When my son told me the news yesterday afternoon, I had to block it out of my mind in order to enjoy the day with my new granddaughter. The older I get, the more overwhelmed I feel when a tragedy involving children occurs. It is as if I freeze and cannot think of anything else. I helplessly pray for their souls and for their grieving families. I will avoid the television and newspapers for a week as to not have the visuals of the distraught people. If I saw their faces, I would not be able to do anything else all day but cry for them. I will dwell on why things like this are allowed to happen and then I will tell myself that it is G-d's will and we have no right to second guess him, even when we cannot fathom the situation.  I believe in the theory "so it is written...." and find a bit of consolation that maybe we, as humans, are not supposed to understand, but are only supposed to have faith and trust in G-d and know that those 27 people are now in his hands, at peace.