Shabbat Reflections – Tragedy in Connecticut

I had planned to post a new recipe today. I was in the kitchen, taking photographs of pasta, when I flipped on the TV. The grave look on the newscaster’s face made me pause. Breaking news… a school shooting in Connecticut. I put down my camera and watched the unthinkable unfold. What started out as 3 dead quickly grew to 20 elementary schoolchildren and 7 adults… 1 gunman killed 26 innocent victims, their lives cut short, their future stolen in an instant.

Suddenly, cooking seemed so meaningless, so empty and unimportant. My stomach started to hurt– an achey, hollow pain. The pain is still there, hours later, as I write this blog entry. I’ve lost my appetite. I’m angry and sad. I wish there was more that I could do. I thought about my stepdaughter at school– just a normal day for her, nothing to write home about, but I couldn’t help feeling anxious. When she got home from school, a sense of relief washed over me. We are so far from Connecticut, yet so closely connected to the despair that these parents are feeling. I held her closer, hugged her tighter. I keep checking on her to make sure she’s okay.

Now the sun is starting to set. We will light the candles this evening for Shabbat, and for Hanukkah. I take comfort in this spiritual ritual. It centers and calms me in the middle of a noisy, turbulent, and often frightening world. So much pain… and yet, so much light. Life is a precious and fragile gift. To any of my readers affected by this tragedy, I wish I could hug you and hold you and tell you how very sorry I am. Nobody should have to endure this kind of pain. Our family will be praying for peace and healing as we light the candles tonight. I’ll also be observing a blogging “day of silence” on Monday in honor of the victims. Shabbat Shalom.

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  1. Oh Tori, I know. It’s so beyond heartbreaking and I felt sick all yesterday thinking of those poor families and the entire devastated community. I held my kids tightly too, and during our usual chaotic post dinner ritual of
    attempting to get our spirited girl ready for bed I kept reminding myself how those poor
    families would do anything to get back those moments. My heart aches for them.
    parents would

  2. This is really a chance for us to do ‘tikkun olam’. If all of us who were so devastated by what happened in Newtown united to demand that American lawmakers finally keep assault weapons off the streets, perhaps some good could come from this tragedy. Otherwise we are simply shedding tears.

  3. As all our hearts a full of pain for our fellowman, all we can do is pray for peace, for mercy and healing. Hold those you love close and thank God for them, I wish I could erase this terrible moment and give those families back their little ones.

  4. This is the time when people want to know where G-d was. I know the pain of losing a loved one too soon. My sister was killed in a car accident at 14 and have never been able to forgive the man that caused the accident. Time softens the pain but never goes away completely. My heart hurts for every parent who lost their child. Words are empty. There is no reason for this and saying these children are in a better place is meaningless. We try and find logic in tradgedy but there is none. We just need to go forward and honor those that died by keeping their spirit with us. Death may end a person’s living but it doesn’t end their life. Shalom

  5. Thank you for these lovely words, Tori. I am a fan of your blog and it is nice to know that you have such a kind heart in addition to your wonderful cooking skills.

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