After our fields of wheat had been harvested, it was time to harvest our canola. It's such a tiny little seed! Since our field was so small, it didn't even fill up the semi, and Chelan had to haul the whole thing all the way past Hutchinson (a long trip in a semi)! I think Chelan and his dad decided that they won't be growing canola again - at least for a little while. But it sure was an interesting experiment!
I have struggled with writing about the shooting in Hesston - in fact, I wasn't going to post anything about it. However, for the sake of memories, I decided I should at least touch on it. It does deserve a place. It just hit so close to home - particularly since Doug was directly involved. Honestly, I sometimes feel guilty for struggling with this tragedy. I wasn't there, I didn't lose anyone close to me, and, although I know a few people who work there, I didn't know any of the victims. And I get to move on with my life with little disruption. I feel like I am on the outside looking in. But I guess that's okay. I didn't have to be directly involved for this to touch me. My heart is sad for the families of those who died, for those who were injured, for those who witnessed it, for my brother-in-law who will probably replay images over and over, for my sister and my niece and nephew who might sometimes wonder "what if?", for th...
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