This article won’t mention the name of the man that killed 26 people in Newtown, Connecticut. I refuse to remember his name. This is not his tragedy. Instead, I will remember the 6 adults and 20 children who lost their lives for no reason whatsoever.
I will remember Dawn Hochsprung, principal of Sandy Hook Elementary. I will remember Victoria Soto, 27, a third year, first grade teacher at Sandy Hook. I will remember Emelie Parker, aged 6, as I think of my own young children and hold back tears of thanks that they don’t have to know such terror or violence. I will remember Jesse Lewis, aged 6, and wonder why his beautiful smile was extinguished so prematurely. I will remember Mary Sherlach, school psychologist. I will remember Ana Marquez-Greene, aged 6, and shake back tears for what the world will have missed at her loss. I will remember Lauren Rousseau, and know that this teacher will be missed. I will miss every single one of these teachers, students, women, and children – those named here and those whose names are yet to come. I will miss them, Not because I knew them or because they touched my life, but because their lives were unfairly cut short by such a senseless act of violence.
I will hug my children that much closer tonight so that they can know that they are safe and loved.