December 15, 2012

We Extend Our Hand, And Our Heart, Love and Prayers To The People Of Newtown


Family photo of mother father and child
 

With a population of nearly 20 million people, the New York metropolitan area is home to more people than any other metropolitan area in the country. By population, it’s the fourth largest metropolitan area in the world, behind Mexico City, Seoul, and Tokyo.

I grew up 28 miles west of Manhattan, in what’s known as the tri-state area. New York, New Jersey, and Connecticut are in close proximity to each other, and I always felt that the three states were like 3 siblings. New York was the oldest and the biggest and the most exciting, with New Jersey next in line as the middle child, and Connecticut was the youngest and smallest of the siblings that New York and New Jersey always tried to ignore.

I know that’s a very silly way to view these states - but when I was young I guess I didn’t understand the concept of what a “state” was, and my Grandfather tried to explain this abstract concept to me. When he explained it in terms that I could understand, that the federal government was like a parent to the states, I got it and understood what he was talking about.

My memories of Connecticut are scant. Like any other state there are beautiful parts of Connecticut, and there are some not so beautiful parts of the gateway to New England. As a kid I thought that the state was in a weird position geographically - because when you were going to Boston or Cape Cod or anywhere north of there, you would spend what seemed like an eternity on Route I-95 driving the length of the state, which was not an interesting ride to a kid riding in the back of the family’s Buick station wagon.

As I watched the television coverage of the horrific slaughter of innocent angels in Newtown, Connecticut yesterday, I remembered the many long drives northeast on the interminable Connecticut Turnpike.

I kept turning to a channel that wasn’t covering the news, because it was all so heinous that I couldn’t handle watching, and couldn't fathom how anyone could hurt and destroy such innocent children. I still don’t understand it. It was unbelievable to hear that teachers were gunned down trying to protect their young charges. I still can’t wrap my head around it at all, and I suspect that you might feel that way too.

The rest of the country will carry on and resume their daily routines, while the good people of Newtown, Connecticut try to make sense of this unnecessary tragedy, and face the unenviable task of mourning the loss of family members, friends, neighbors, and acquaintances.

I wish there was a bit of wisdom I could impart, or something profound that I could say, to alleviate their suffering, and eliminate their pain, but there isn’t. Time will heal their wounds, and love can fill the void, while prayer or meditation combined with faith will ease their sorrows.

My true intention when I sat down to write was to get on my high horse, in order to scream about gun control, and extol the virtues of living in a community that was gun or firearm free. I still feel that way, but that can wait, as it’s a discussion that I think we all have to have, throughout our country.

So many of us feel your loss profoundly - so today we’re all citizens of Newtown, Connecticut and we grieve for the victims and their families, while we extend our hand, and our heart, love and prayers. So many of us feel your loss profoundly.
 


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