I stood in front of the TV. My stomach was turning and I was horrified. Watching children running with their hands in the air. Teachers leading other children out of danger as they tried to be brave while running for their own lives. This scene was playing out in my home state of Florida hundreds of miles away. Yet I felt a sense of belonging to those children and families who were now facing the worst experience life can throw at you.
I was thinking, “What has happened to our country?”
And this thought was front and center in my mind, “What can I do to make sure my children come home safe?
My husband is a retired military veteran and I taught personal training to the military as a contractor for the Department of Defense. We are both strong people and we know if danger comes to our door, we have a good chance of protecting our family and our home. But…there we stood…feeling hopeless.
That evening after we put our sons safely to bed, we talked about what we could do. We knew sheltering them at home was not the answer. As much as we wanted to shelter them from the world we live in, we can’t. We have to set them free to live in this world without fear. It was on us to do what we could.