By Karli Rose

This morning…remembering my seven sweet, challenging years of teaching Kindergarten…remembering the innocence of each 5 year old life…remembering the magic we made in the classroom every day… remembering the parents who cherished those first school memories with their precious children….remembering how many of those children now continue to be in my world:  grown, beautiful, adults in the making.
Remembering also with absolute horror the day in 2005-ish when a shooter was loose in my school’s vicinity, remembering a 2 hour lock down in a classroom of 20 tiny, scared and confused children…remembering the helplessness knowing that I wanted to gather those 20 children in my arms and run, hide, comfort, protect….remembering what would I do IF the unimaginable happened…
My heart, my love, my tears are in Connecticut this morning.