My emotions now are a freight train of feelings colliding with a passenger train of adjectives. Anger.  Wrecked. Brokenhearted.  Shattered.  Shocked.  Sickened. No matter how hard I try, there is no way to make sense of an armed man executing a classroom of 5-year-olds.  The idea of it is nauseating.  Seeing it carried out in … Continue reading →