The exquisite pain of Boston and Sandy Hook

For now, I'm trying to be aware of how the lessons relate to my life. I'm looking at my kids and seeing the magic in them. I'm giving thanks for lunches to pack and laundry to do and fights to break up. All of that means that my little people are here in my life in a very real way. I don't have to miss them and that makes me so, so lucky.

I'm shooting up a flare to the Universe in my own little way ... wishing peace and comfort and healing to all those affected by the bombings in Boston.

Sure hope I don't have to write any more blogs like this any time soon.

Trish Sammer Johnston



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