It had been a while since we had an actual 8th grade promotion in the family since Cambry's was cancelled during Covid. Last Monday, Delaney and her classmates were promoted to high school, and it was fun (mostly) to help them plan their ceremony. That's the cool thing about the 8th grade ceremony - the kids plan the program, the video, the speeches, the music - everyting (with a little guidance from me and some other adults). I've had a front row seat watching these kids grow up over the last 3 years, and I try not to take that for granted. We are definitely looking forward to your high school years in front of you, Delaney. Congratulations!
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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