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Day147: Waking Up

I am lying in bed, considering getting vertical. Feeling emotionally raw and vulnerable after some Facebook encounters yesterday. I stewed all day about the arguments flying back and forth between people who wanted stricter gun control after the shooting in Roseburg and pro gun supporters shrieking "You can't take my guns!"I was sickened and saddened by this behavior and frankly wanted to understand where I stood on this issue combined with a burning, compassionate desire to somehow get involved in conversations with other people about moving forward to prevent more tragedies. I was in for a rude awakening. I usually stay out of political debates. But something clicked in my heart. This issue was about the violent, tragic loss of innocent lives in a place where people are studying to build better futures. A place of learning. A place where people should be safe. What "learning" took place on campus when nine innocent people lost their lives?

The same old slogans came out. And some disturbing new ones. But what I am looking for is open-minded conversations that discuss how we can honor these victims lives by making the future safer for all of us. Especially at schools.

I am continuing to do my part to be a good teacher, mom, friend and Christian by first taking care of my health and inner peace. But I desire more. I want to reach out. I want to help. And I will continue to seek a constructive path in which to make positive change. I am still learning. But on this path, I have discovered love. Love from friends, family and even strangers who also want a better way.

My journey has just begun. But first, I need to get out of bed!

Happy Saturday!

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