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Innocent Cries

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It took me a while to write about this. I am deeply saddened about what happened to those children and those families in Connecticut. I cannot even think of the words to describe how weak my heart gets every time I dare to think about it. I can only imagine how those families feel now that their babies are gone. I am trying to hold back the tears now. To take another's life is totally cruel and to take that of a child's is unfathomable. To be honest, I don't know what the full report is on the events of that day...I don't want to know. I cannot bring myself to listen to it on the news or even read about it.

My niece and nephew screamed and cried on Monday morning when their bus came. They were scared to go to school because of what happened to those children in Connecticut. That broke my heart. These innocent children have just been exposed to the iniquities of this world. I can't even stand it. Then, I think about my son. He doesn't even know what this world is really about. My heart aches because soon my innocent child will see what I see. I wish that I could shield and protect him from all of this. I can only give that to Jehovah God (and really, I would rather it be that way).

Desi will be 2 next month. He will not be going to school, but that is coming very soon. What will we do? Public, private or homeschooling? My husband and I are considering all options. Schools are going  down-hill. I can only imagine how it will be when Desi starts school. I am looking more into to homeschooling. Chris is on board, but of course all other options will be considered before we make a true decision. If we choose to home school  that means that I will have to stay home to teach Desi. I definitely do not mind that, but that is a huge decision to go from two incomes to one income again. We already know what that looks and feels like. When I lost my job, Chris was paying his bills and my bills. We had to move in with his parents. I love them to death, but never did I ever intend to live with them. I love the freedom of having my own space and my own home. Now, for the sake of my son, if I REALLY had too, I would live with my in-laws all over again so that I may teach my son and not have to be on edge for fear that something may happen to my baby boy.

There is so much to consider. We still have a little time, but time is going so fast. I shall keep you posted.

Night Night!

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