I do not really post that often these days, but I am stuck in my feelings today and not sure how to move forward.
Last night we all learned of the deadly terrorist attack in Manchester at the Ariana Grande concert. As a New Yorker, I am not new to terrorism. I was in NYC on 9/11/01 and since that day I have never felt completely safe. That said, this was something completely different. This was an attack on our children. Little girls (and boys) who went to a pop idol concert, many with their moms. It was likely the happiest day of some of their lives. And then the worst and for some, their last. I cannot wrap my head around this.
As I sit here at work I watch the news and see that already they have identified a beautiful 18 year girl named Gina as the first victim and then an 8 year old girl named Saffie. My daughter is 7. Saffie was at the concert with her mother and her sister. In about 5 weeks, my daughter and I are going to her first concert ever. For Christmas I got her a ticket to come to the New Kids on the Block concert (of course) in NJ. She was and is so excited. Just about everyday she asks me how many days until the concert. Today I wish it was months away, because I am truly torn.
After 9/11 I knew we had to keep living and being strong. I know that we have to show the EVIL that they will not stop us from enjoying life and freedom. But it doesn’t make this hurt any less. And it doesn’t help Gina or Saffie’s families. Or the 19+ other victims that will be named and I will cry and pray for each of their families.
Last night I talked to my 11 year old son and explained what happened. He told me that he learned in school that if there is someone with a gun, you should look them in the eyes and tell them about yourself because “someone won’t want to hurt a person once they know about them.” Firstly I am shaken to the core that my son knows these type of things. And second, it was heartbreaking to have to tell my son that there are some “people” in this world who are just evil and just want to hurt people to prove their point.
And honestly today I feel less safe in the world because I know that no matter how hard we try, we cannot protect our babies from everything.
Rest in Peace to all those angels we lost. My prayers are with their families as their reality is something I cannot fathom.
With Love to Manchester.