Every time there is a mass shooting in this country, my heart just hurts. As we scream for gun legislation, stricter screenings, better mental health programs, banning refugees because of our own fears, when in fact we need to look at ourselves, I think back to days like yesterday and Sandy Hook and ask myself, what did those people do to deserve this heartache. Nothing. They did nothing. They started their day off like any other day, thinking it was going to be the same old shit as yesterday.
The events of yesterday, especially, hurt my heart. As it was a centre that served those who have developmental delays. A place similar to the one we go to. I think back to all those times I sat in a waiting room in a place like that, waiting for testing to be done or to see a doctor or specialist, and I can only imagine what it would be like for our children who are developmentally delay what a day like yesterday would have been like for them. And that is what blows my mind and makes my heart hurt a little more. They don't understand the hatred or the violence, this world is full of. For most of them, they are content with the simple things in life. Routines, familiar faces and things. So when someone targets people such as mentally ill or developmentally delayed, you have to ask yourself why? Death because of hatred is very sad thing. NO one deserves to die because of the hatred of another person, period.
I am not trying to start an argument on gun legislation or the upheaval of the Mental health care. I am writing about those who just choose to live their lives, normally. People who all they want to do is live a nice, peaceful life, but when things like this happen, those lives either cease to exist or there is a recovery from the carnage that was. So what do we do about that? How do we honor those who's lives meant nothing to someone else?We stand up. We fight back. We tell Washington that, this is not ok. You want to change something, then fight for it.
Yesterday, hit me hard, just like Sandy Hook did. Children and people who have special needs. Two different worlds of innocence. In a way it feels like one of my own tribe has fallen. The special needs community has always been at odds with itself, but I think the tragic events of yesterday, we have come together as a community to mourn our own. I hope that we can remember all of this the next time we are all bickering about things. Good people, who did good things to help our children and adults died yesterday and we must never forget that.
My heart goes out to those who lost loved ones because of a mass shooting or any kind of violence driven by hatred. Death is the inevitable truth for all of us, but in the end we need to ask ourselves, how many more people will have an unnecessary death due to all of this madness before things change?
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