I wish I could always keep my children safe.
I wish it was guaranteed that I would grow old and watch them start families of their own.
I wish I could tell them there are no such things as monsters and really believe it.
I wish there weren’t people who can look into a child’s face, intent on harming them. People with seemingly no ability to feel, no human emotion.
I wish those who have a responsibility to deliver the news would make sure they have the correct information before passing it on. And I wish they would stick to the facts, not use emotional propaganda guaranteed to stir up anger in the midst of an already highly emotional time. Tossing around possible mental issues, the fact that the shooter used guns capable of having 30 round magazines (without verifying IF they were actually used, not that it would matter with such young victims)… This only adds fuel to the fire, spurs on hate groups to start things like Facebook pages geared to spread even more hate…
I wish tragedies didn’t always immediately lead to religious and political battles. Those who lost loved ones deserve to have time to grieve. They deserve to bury their loved ones without people picketing the funerals.
I wish there was peace in the world.
I wish every parent could tuck their child in to bed tonight and know they had years ahead with them.
I wish I had the words to say what was in my heart.
And I wish I still believed wishes could come true.