This morning, like almost every Saturday morning for the last 5+ years, revolved around waking up and doing some activity with my kids. Swimming, soccer, basketball, tennis, ice skating, etc. I have two girls, 5 and 2. If I am going to be perfectly honest, this can sometimes be a bit of a slog.
Not today, and not for the foreseeable future. The event yesterday in Newtown, CT, made it feel very different. Having a kid in kindergarten. Dropping her off at school before work every day. Assuming she is going to be in good hands and will be returned to us safely at the end of that day. It forces a moment of reassessment of your priorities and your appreciation of the time you get to spend with the ones you love.
I grew up in NY. I have fired a gun a handful of times at summer camp and boy scout camp growing up. Never honestly understood the attraction. And even while living in the violent NYC of the late 80’s, never understood the idea of owning one for protection. It always seemed to me that guns are the kind of thing that inflame situations, not defuse them.
I donated to the Brady Center this morning. This brings a memory to mind of why the Brady Center was started. Memories of Reagan being shot at. My recent reading of the article Jimmy Breslin wrote about the night John Lennon was shot. Those were really the first real memories of gun related violence from my childhood. That list has gotten much longer since. Columbine, Virginia Tech, Aurora.
It is horribly cliche to say to cherish every moment you get to spend with your loved ones. We become particularly aware of this in the age of social networks. On the other hand it is hard not to look at today differently. To take a little more joy in taking your child to the playground. To give your friends an extra long hug at the Holiday party you go to tonight.
About the author:
Dave Fausel just started a new job at www.appinions.com
. He is a father and currently recovering from a 30 year addiction to ultimate frisbee. He is found @dfausel.