My perspective has changed now I have my little baby boy. Each time another devastating event occurs, I can't help but wonder what kind of crazy world I'm bringing my child into. I look at the innocence and beauty in his eyes as he learns about his surroundings. He touches a simple piece of fabric, a leaf, or a park bench, with such fascination because to him it is new and wonderful. He has no idea of the horrors that exist in the world. I can't fathom how the innocence, that we are all born with, turns into enough hatred to willfully and harshly end the lives of others - especially children who are just starting their journey.
I know I'll never be able to protect my child completely from the scary things, which seem to happen all too frequently. I know the time will come when he will ask me to explain why a horrible tragedy, such as the attack on Boston, has happened. It's impossible to properly explain something that has no basis in logic or sanity. There is a meme that's been floating around, which I found to be poignant, and I hope to remember the words when the time comes. I hope I can teach my son to be one of the helpers.
