How The Sandy Hook School Shooting Affected Me Personally
By now, virtually anybody who has a television or the internet or reads the newspaper knows that happened in Newtown, Connecticut on December 14, 2012. A gunman by the name of Adam Lanza entered Sandy Hook Elementary school and opened fire on students and teachers. I don't have to go into details about what happened because by now you all probably know just as much as I know, if you have been keeping up with the news. I decided to write this hub to talk about how this tragic even affected me personally and my thoughts about the incident.
It Affected Me Because Of The Region
The shooting occurred in New England, and I am from New England. In matter of fact I am about an hour away from Newtown. I have also traveled to the Newtown area on numerous occasions many years ago, mostly for work. In a way, I feel like this tragic event hit closer to home than any other massacre. I felt very bad, upset and hurt when other massacres took place, such as Columbine, Virginia Tech, the movie massacre and so forth. However, I found myself feeling much much worse in the case of Sandy Hook. The victims ages has definitely played a role in how I felt/feel about this particular tragedy. I would have never in a million years thought that something this horrible could happened in New England, let alone in a small quiet town only about an hour away.
It Affected Me As A Parent
I have kids, young kids and I could never ever picture losing them or them dying before I die, let alone them being victims of such a terrible tragedy like the one that occurred at Sandy Hook.
I get up early every single morning, and catch up on the news. I got wind of the tragedy about 10-20 minutes after it occurred, but I did not think it was on such a horrific scale. As the day went on, the news just kept getting worse and worse and my heart just broke. I couldn't believe there were kids around the same age as my own, in the position they were in. I can never ever picture my kids in the position that those kids were put in.
The Big Question I Asked Myself
As the day ended, and the weekend came and went, I asked myself if there was anything we, as a nation, could do for the poor families who lost their kids. Sure, we can donate all the money in the world to them, we can honor them in many different ways, and there are a million other things we can do for them but there is one thing we cannot do, and that is give bring their kids back home to them. This is the one thing that they probably want, and it is heartbreaking that we cannot do this.
Conclusion
I still feel heartbroken over this tragedy and seeing heroes come forward and tell their side of the story just breaks my heart. I am glad that those heroes were there the day that tragedy happened.
I don't really have much else to say on this subject, except I wish the families of the victims peace and I hope they know that not only the nation is behind them, but the entire world is behind them and grieving with them.
