My eyes well with tears as I write this, early Sunday morning. I have two grandkids in grade one, and the thought of this massacre to come into my life is unfathomable. Your words spoke so eloquently that I dare to take them as my own, as I ponder anew the mystery of life. As Leonard Cohen recently penned, we “deserve neither the cruelty or the grace.” The cruelty, though, is always the most difficult to comprehend and accept, and the healing a monumental endeavour. Emily Dickenson, the quintessential American poet, wrote: “Unto a broken heart / No other one may go / Without the high prerogative / Itself hath suffered too.” In her words we are not simply given encouragement, but more significantly, compassion through the sharing of feelings of loss and grief.