A couple of weeks ago I started writing a blog complaining about the phrase "especially this time of year." I loathe and despise that string of words. Tragedy is tragedy, joy is joy. Helping others shouldn't depend on a date. The Salvation Army used to say, "Hunger knows no season." True. We have to do the right thing year round.
Yesterday, 20 students and seven adults were murdered in a school in Newton, Connecticut.
I waited for someone to say "especially this time of year," and I wasn't disappointed.
I heard it on the news last night. I saw it posted on FaceBook this morning.
So if these people--the adults as well as the children--were murdered in April instead of December, that would be better?
For whom?
Why?
Sorry, I disagree. Their deaths are an outrage, a travesty, and a deep, lingering sorrow that will never go away for their families and friends, and that doesn't change whether it's Christmas, the Fourth of July, or Arbor Day.
1 comment:
Very well said, Molly. Another thing I've noticed is people saying, "As a mom I'm absolutely heartbroken by this." Really? So if you weren't a mom you wouldn't be heartbroken? It seems so crass and uncaring, in my opinion.
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