I can't get this image out of my head: sitting in my house at night, pitch black, electricity gone, and the sound of explosions and my children crying.
I know that action must be taken. I understand that. I know we can't let our country be attacked without doing something about it. Fine. That's all vey logical.
But ... then I get an IM like this, from Randy, who has the kids this weekend...
Daegan is sitting ouside under the tree,leaves falling all around him, in a folding chair eating a bowl of popcorn with one of the cutest smiles on his face... such an innocent child
... and I just want to go back to bed and sleep and wake up and have everything be okay.