I drove my daughter to school today.
She thanked me for the ride, I wished her a good day, and she toddled off to the middle school doors.
Her khaki pants needed ironing, her pony tail was coming loose and she hefted her backpack onto her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
All I could do was smile wistfully.
Parents and guardians know that feeling – a little piece of your heart walking away from you.
Imagine what the parents of the 19 children who were killed yesterday at Robb Elementary School in Uvalde, Texas, might have felt.
I wonder if the parents of the two adults killed in the shooting gave a thought to their grown children during what may have seemed like just another busy day at the end of the academic year.
We’re all so preoccupied. We tend to forget that every goodbye could be our…
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