too close
I’ve got my fourth migraine in 10 days.
The news about the shooting in Utah ate at my soul all day. I lived a mere 4 blocks from the mall, went to the movies there, ate at Red Rock Cafe, and danced in the foyer. Everwood was filmed there once… I watched that episode this summer and got homesick. The water tower changes lights depending on what the weather will be. So many memories. The news makes it sound like it was this large, impersonal shopping mall, instead of the small, historic collection of shops. That violence and senseless hate could touch my hometown is unfathomable.
Prayers to the victims’ families.
That struck me…was that the mall we were at?
Oh, God, darling… *squishful hugs*
The Columbine shooting occurred mere minutes away from where my dad was working at another high school that day. And while I sat at home, one of my teachers later told me of how my class sat in the same state, spending an entire hour listening to the updates on the radio in heavy silence.
Close to home is too close, too close. I’m so sorry.