|A Cottage by the Sea||
Last Friday morning I wrote about watching the sunrise from the deck of the cottage and about walking the beach at low tide. A simple, silent, solitary kind of time for me. Today I am consumed by those twenty-six names that President Obama spoke at last evening’s Interface Service in Newtown. I’m doing my best not to talk about it; not to avoid the reality, the sorrow, the anguish, but so I can sit in silence with the victims, their friends and families, the responders, the town, the country, the world. We all have a role in this grieving, and I believe that mine is silence.
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