Double-murder suicide.
Here.
Insane.
You know where I live. Is there no place that is immune to this crap? This is smalltown, USA. We're supposed to be sheltered from big city horrors here.
*deep breath*
And just last week the police came and took one of my students out of class because his roommate had committed suicide. The third roommate was in my other class. Messed the poor kids up bad. I want to help them. Shelter them. Protect them.
I offer my (figurative) shoulder. I offer my condolances. I tell them I'm praying for them and thinking of them, which I am. Still, I feel helpless. It breaks my heart.
Something to think about: "Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening speaking no longer heals, that without distance closeness cannot cure" ~ Henri Nouwen
Insane.
You know where I live. Is there no place that is immune to this crap? This is smalltown, USA. We're supposed to be sheltered from big city horrors here.
*deep breath*
And just last week the police came and took one of my students out of class because his roommate had committed suicide. The third roommate was in my other class. Messed the poor kids up bad. I want to help them. Shelter them. Protect them.
I offer my (figurative) shoulder. I offer my condolances. I tell them I'm praying for them and thinking of them, which I am. Still, I feel helpless. It breaks my heart.
Something to think about: "Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening speaking no longer heals, that without distance closeness cannot cure" ~ Henri Nouwen
Soundtrack: silence
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