Looking back, I still wonder about that moment. Was it my imagination? A woman’s intuition? Or did I feel the moment my 6-year-old son’s life was taken, shot five times in his first-grade class at Sandy Hook School?...
Then, like many other parents, I was asked to go to the back room of the fire house. And so the waiting began.
And more waiting.
And then…agony.
Seven years ago started as a normal Friday morning. And nothing has ever been normal since....