Since Maryville is in my old neck of the woods I have had friends e mailing me left and right telling me about what happened. It is so hard to fathom. What drove that man to that church...why that church. Why the violence. What drives people like this. We will never comprehend it. I just have to shake my head. ....And then the phone rings, it's mom wanting to know if I have taken my grandmother's nightgowns...where are they.. what have I done with them.
My beautiful grandmother has been gone for over 30 years now but mom is searching for her gowns. Tomorrow she will be searching for something else.
When dealing with someone with this disease, the violence that shows up on the nightly news can only live in our brains for so long...we have more immediate things to deal with...
oh great...now a guy in Alabama has just shot up 10 people.
Love, Meg