Today my city, my home, is reeling from the senseless act of violence that took the lives of 10 people and injured 15 more yesterday afternoon, minutes away from where I grew up.
A man deliberately plowed his van through sidewalks of people, taking their lives, people he didn’t know, people who were simply taking a walk on a sunny day.
I feel so many things right now. Grief, of course. Rage, definitely. Most of all I feel a debilitating sense of powerlessness. No matter how much I talk to my daughter about strangers and mean girls, I can’t protect her from something like what happened yesterday. It’s hard not to wonder why we would ever bring children into a world where things like this occur.
But I did. And she is everything. And today life continues somehow. It must. And all I can do is love my daughter as much as I can, be as present with her as possible, and not take anything for granted. There are many things about this world that I find impossible to accept. Most, like yesterday’s tragic events, are not in my power to change. All I can do, with the precious moments we have, is to give my child the most safe and loving home I possibly can. Because that is in my power to do. And that’s a lot.
Be Safe Toronto. I love you. #TorontoStrong