Earlier this week I was on the phone with my mom and we got into a fight. It was fight over small things.
I don't always see eye-to-eye with my parents (or, really, with anyone). Yet, no matter how angry I've gotten at them, I can say emphatically that I've never wanted to gun them down. That's what makes this tragedy so senseless, and that's before the even taking into account the shooting of innocent children.
A few hours ago my mom called me back. It was a much different conversation. This tragedy put things into perspective.
Life's too short to argue about petty things.