RIP, little ones

I worked everyday this past week in a kindergarten classroom. 17 precious kids, 1 wonderful teacher. And then when I came home Friday afternoon, it felt as if my heart had broken.

20 precious children, 6 wonderful teachers. All gunned down. Point blank. No mercy. No love.
I haven't ever cried this much for people I have never met or even seen.

Just say a prayer for these families. For the ones who have to unwrap all the Christmas presents themselves. For the ones who have to spend the rest of their lives wondering what their children would have looked like, acted like, loved in the future...
Just pray for everyone involved.

RIP, little ones...