It's days like today where I'm thankful I can blabber about baseball to an audience, however small it may be. But it's also a day I choose not to. I can't fathom what it's like for the families and people of Newtown and I don't pretend to. We only have right now and in this moment my thoughts are with my loved ones and the ones who have been lost.
Kindergartners are supposed to worry about how comfortable their nap mat is and if they want to trade their Yoo-Hoo at lunch.
On one hand I feel it might be 'too soon' to have a discussion but I also fear we're constantly too late. We can't prevent crazy but we can certainly try to disarm it.
RIP children.
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