I drive by Sliver Rail elementary in Bend, Oregon multiple times a day, everyday
I’d see the kids on the playground and walking to school which would on occasion cause me to ponder the innocence and purity of children opposed to how sick the world could already be.
I think about how something as horrible as the shooting there ripples out and effects people negatively and indirectly, especially as time goes on and this incident fades from the headlines. It feels as if the gratitude I had for the innocence of those kids to anchor me has been ripped away