I caught glimpses of the heartbreaking news from Orlando through various channels—a Facebook headline, a news segment, and conversations with friends. But honestly, it left me bewildered.
Just like I felt when I heard about the tragic events at Sandy Hook, San Bernardino, and Virginia Tech. Perhaps it’s a defense mechanism or maybe my mind knows there’s only so much sorrow I can handle at once. Whatever the reason, the weight of the tragedy eventually hit me hard, bringing everything to a standstill.
Yet, I still find myself struggling to comprehend it all. I just don’t get it.
I can’t fathom how someone could harbor such deep-seated hate. I don’t understand how events like shootings at nightclubs, schools, and theaters can be twisted into opportunities for spreading more animosity. I don’t grasp how we can sit back and accept this reality. How can we, as a nation and as human beings, fail to demand change? It’s baffling that some choose to exploit tragedy to fuel hate or simply turn a blind eye. Why don’t people hear us when we say enough is enough?
But you know what?
I don’t have to understand. I don’t need to comprehend the hate to feel anger, sadness, and frustration. I can acknowledge that action is necessary without fully grasping the reasons behind the darkness. I don’t need to wrap my head around the hate or indifference of others to stand up for change.
What I Do Know
Whenever parents lose a child to gun violence—be it a young child or an adult—it impacts us all. This is why gun control is fundamentally a parenting issue.
I refuse to let my kids grow up in a world where they must worry about being harmed for simply going out dancing, loving someone, or enjoying dinner. I don’t want to live in a society where fear dictates daily life, and I certainly don’t want that for my children.
I’m aware that the Second Amendment doesn’t equate to an unrestricted right to own assault weapons. We can debate this endlessly, but while we do, lives are being lost.
Silence has become not only dangerous but deadly. Our lack of action has contributed to the loss of 49 lives, taken by a person consumed by a hatred I will never understand. Those 49 individuals—just like you and me—had families, dreams, and daily struggles. They wanted to live fully, love deeply, and embrace joy.
So, while I may not grasp the depths of hate, I recognize that it doesn’t define us. We are mortal, yes, but we are also resilient. There are far more individuals who choose love over hate, who lend a hand rather than inflict pain.
The world can be a chaotic and maddening place. I might not understand it all, but I know this: I can still take action to contribute to a safer, brighter world.
I don’t need to understand to say enough.
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In summary, while I may struggle to understand the hate that exists in our world, I know that we can rally together to create change. We don’t need to comprehend every aspect of this reality to advocate for a safer, kinder future.