After I got home from the gym yesterday afternoon, I cleaned the guest bedroom and bathroom. I had started to vacuum the family room when I noticed the CBS evening news broadcast was starting. I listened to the headlines which included another school shooting. I turned on the vacuum and proceeded with my house cleaning.
It wasn’t until later that I was shocked, not because of the school shooting, but because I shrugged off the shooting and proceeded with my day. I didn’t stop and listen to the details, or take a moment to pause. When did I become that person? When did I start accepting the fact that school and police shootings are part of life? When did I start thinking that these events are the norm, and not, the exception?
I lived in Denver when the Columbine massacre and Aurora theater shootings took place. One would think those events would make me sensitive to other shootings but there have been so many that they no longer faze me.
I don’t want to be that person.