The mass
shooting in Aurora on Thursday night was all over the news world-wide. It was
hard to miss. Most of us have discussed it with someone, most of us probably
with several people.
I happened
to be at Children’s Hospital Friday morning for an early morning meeting that
got cancelled due to the mass shooting. The leadership team had to regroup
after the night’s events. 6 of the victims were at Children’s. University
Hospital, which is next doors with Children’s, had 23 of the victims. Peoria
where the shooter lived is the parallel street to Colfax where I was this
morning. You could feel it in the air, literally. There were way too many
helicopters circling over the two hospitals. There was restricted access to the
hospital. You could only get in with a badge or a scheduled appointment. After
I was done with my meetings, I went to the PICU to visit a friend whose
daughter just got admitted. I didn’t think about it as I was in the PICU, but
as I left, I realized that I had been greeted by a few too many of the
attending physicians. I realized that all of them were there to work this
Friday.
When
something happens that you can’t make sense of, it is good to pause for a
moment. To think about the people who are dearest to you. To cherish the good
things in life, and to simply take a break from the crazy busyness of life.
I had Jacob
all to myself Friday night, and instead of getting too wrapped up in his evening
schedule, we took the time to cuddle, we took the time to read and sing. I
thought about my dear friend Heather being up in the mountains, being ready to
start riding 155 miles in the memory of her daughter Samantha. I thought about
my dear friend’s daughter who needed a breathing tube to breathe, and how scary
that is as a parent. I thought about my friend who had gotten not so good news
regarding her son’s health. Instead of watching the news or being on Internet,
I took my book and sat outside late into the evening. I chatted with my
neighbor as she was going for a late evening run.
And I
thought that when things don’t make sense in life like complete senseless
violence, we go back to our basics. We hang on to the good things in life. We
reconnect with our loved one, and we pause.
Love,
Maria.
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