Smiling, sort of
"How are you today, my friend?" the woman at the cash register asked as she took my card.
"I'm good, thanks, how are you?"
"Good, good...sunshine today!" she exclaimed.
"Yes, it's great, isn't it?" I smiled as I was saying it...and I realized that while it probably wasn't the first time I had smiled since Monday, it was the first time I was conscious of it.
I'm not going to write a long diatribe here about my feelings on Monday's events. I am still in half-disbelief everytime I see the words "Virginia Tech" in a story about a "massacre". I am heartbroken that my friends and former students, while luckily still alive and uninjured, are suffering. I am disgusted that 32 people's deaths are being used as political and media fodder. And I am sick of hearing people criticize and second-guess.
I wore my Orange Effect T-shirt today and people have been staring at me everywhere I go. I wish some of them had asked why I had it on, or if I went to school there, or something, because I would have told them. But they just stared like there was something wrong with me.
"I'm good, thanks, how are you?"
"Good, good...sunshine today!" she exclaimed.
"Yes, it's great, isn't it?" I smiled as I was saying it...and I realized that while it probably wasn't the first time I had smiled since Monday, it was the first time I was conscious of it.
I'm not going to write a long diatribe here about my feelings on Monday's events. I am still in half-disbelief everytime I see the words "Virginia Tech" in a story about a "massacre". I am heartbroken that my friends and former students, while luckily still alive and uninjured, are suffering. I am disgusted that 32 people's deaths are being used as political and media fodder. And I am sick of hearing people criticize and second-guess.
I wore my Orange Effect T-shirt today and people have been staring at me everywhere I go. I wish some of them had asked why I had it on, or if I went to school there, or something, because I would have told them. But they just stared like there was something wrong with me.