Sand so white
Felt like powder
Time spent at the beach
Visiting my sister
Spirits are bright
Visibly showing exhaustion and weariness from the chemo
A text message from my daughter in Boston:
I’m okay. Checking in on everyone I know.
Alarm sounds in my head.
Something must be going on in the world.
I grab my phone and see there has been an explosion.
At the last mile dedicated to the victims of Sandy Hook
Words escape me.