I took the kids to Starbucks for a drink this morning.
We talked and laughed - my children make me laugh hard, even in public.
Then a quick trip to CVS.
Then a stroll through Trader Joe's.
(Don't panic, folks. Supermarket shopping is one my greatest pleasures. So I had a blast.)
One friend came over for a visit - bearing gifts and wrapping me in her loving arms.
(Love you, Gibbs.)
Two other friends came over - bearing dinner, cupcakes, and their joyful presence.
(Love you too, Ruth Ellen and Thold. Dinner was delicious!!!)
I opened a few thoughtful gifts before we ate a delicious meal of ravioli, salad, and warm bread.
I am happy. I am grateful. I am filled with joy for these first 47 years of life I have had.
I am indeed a happy birthday girl.
I am also a very sad birthday girl because 20 children and 6 adults were gunned down in an elementary school in the hometown of my dearest friend. It appears that the gunman also killed his mother.
What the hell is wrong with us?
How does this type of tragedy keep happening in our country?
I am speechless.
Dazed and confused.
Baffled as to why anybody needs to own automatic or semi-automatic assault weapons. Nothing and no one can convince me that our "right to bear arms" should include those weapons of mass destruction. No one would ever use such a weapon to kill deer or wild turkeys. No one. Period. Those weapons are purchased and used exclusively to kill people. Which is exactly what happened yet again - in an elementary school.