February 12th, 2010


Shooting at UAH

Last week a boy was shot at the middle school a few blocks from my house, and today there was another shooting at University in my town, the University of Alabama in Huntsville (UAH).

Chris goes to UAH, but he is taking this semester off, thank God. If he were killed my life would end. I would never, ever get over it. I was so glad I knew that he was safe at work today, and I didn't have to go through a panic when I heard the news.

Huntsville/Madison are quiet, safe towns. Our economies are booming in this rough economic time for the country. Huntsville is a city of rocket scientists; literally. It's a tiny center of intellectualism amidst a very Southern rural area. Huntsville is a nice city. We have on homeless man. We have a deadly police force that takes no BS. Huntsville is supposed to be a safe place to live.

I don't understand school shootings. I don't understand why someone would do that, knowing they will be taken into custody and sent to jail for the rest of their lives. I don't understand how someone could be so uncaring towards another human being that they would take their life and affect not only the deceased but their friends and family. When you kill someone you cause a ripple effect of hurt and despair.

As far as I know I didn't know anyone who was killed today. I got to drive home singing a Black Eyed Peas Song, very conscious of how I didn't feel that pain and despair that so many others are feeling in the community tonight. My fiance is safe; he is listening to some stupid youtube video in the kitchen, and I love him very much.

My mind doesn't even know how to think about these things.