Bad Things Sometimes Happen

Dad told me yesterday that sometimes bad things happen. I'm not sure that I understand what he means, but he told me that 32 people were killed at his school Virginia Tech, and then the man who killed them killed himself. Mom found Dad's Hokie flags and flew them at half-mast. Dad told me that 20 years ago he would have been sitting in one of those classrooms where that terrible man shot all those people. It is really scary to think that it could've been him, or anyone else for that matter. I guess life is short and we need to enjoy as much of it as we can. I am glad that I have a family that loves me. We prayed for the families of those that were killed and for the people who were hurt. I hope that all of them can pick up with their lives and become stronger, but I know some of them will have allot of trouble doing that. Dad says that Virginia Tech is a small community and that it must hurt everyone there. If you think of it, please pray for the school and for the students. You can also where maroon and orange this Friday to show support. I know that's a little thing, but maybe it will make people remember and pray. If you are a Hokie, hang in there. There will be better days ahead.

Finally, please listen to the words of poet Nikki Giovanni as she gives us hope. Some think the reaction was inappropriate, but I think it is a reaction of hope and triumph over difficult circuimstances. You can read the poem here.