Onward

We invent reasons which seek purpose. And we battle with the tools we have - anger and sarcasm and gallows humor, among them.
For those most closely involved in the unimaginable tragedy in Newton, Conn., there is a process. For those of us on the periphery, there is work to be done as well. We gather in a commune of grief and light candles. We offer prayers. We send money. We shed tears and share hugs in the hope that the warmth of humanity will bind us. We try to take lessons. We make new rules. We turn the volume on the speakers up to level 10 and dance to the buzz saw of guitars as an act of defiance, because we are alive.

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