For once, my #TrueBlogging post has nothing to do with me whining about my blog or stats or both. Today, I am writing from a pain in my heart. My Mom heart.
For the second time in 2 days, my son had to endure a bomb threat at his school. Yeah. Not fun for him, and certainly no fun for me. Getting the automated phone call one time was horrible. But two days in a row? Heartbreaking!
However, I am extremely grateful for several things:
- First off, there were no bombs found either day.
- The quick response by local officials. And the highly trained bomb-sniffing dogs we have in our small community.
- The fact that the school placed a campus wide lock down almost immediately.
- And so far, they were able to find one person responsible for one of these threats. Praying that justice will be served.
So when you read that you are probably thinking why in the world is this lady complaining? All those things are positive!
I am devastated and my heart is aching because of what my son said as a result of this. This is a direct quote:
I don’t want to go to school tomorrow because I don’t feel like being blown up.
Hearing those words from your son just breaks your heart and makes it ache! How do you deal with it? I am so grateful that these were false alarms. But what happens if one day it isn’t? What if one day there truly is a bomb?
It scares the bleeding bloody HELL out of me.
What the hell is wrong with these kids? Why do they think that doing something like this is okay? And why do they think that life is so bad that they need to create false bomb threats in order to gain attention? I just don’t have answers to these questions. Or even know where to start finding those answers.
All I can do is pray. Pray that the kids will always stay safe. Pray that they never do find a bomb. Pray for the kids that feel they need to do this. Pray that justice is served.