John Pavlovitz: When Children Don't Come Home

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Too many of us have forgotten that kids aren’t supposed to get shot in schools like this; that this isn’t natural or normal, that it’s a global embarrassment, that it is the shared sin in which we are complicit.
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When Children Don't Come Home
Parents, I wonder how your children came home today. They may have come through the door like a human hormone cyclone: exploding loudly through the room and leaving a trail of clothes, shoes, and...
4:22 PM · May 28, 2022

https://johnpavlovitz.com/2022/05/24/if-your-children-came-home-today/


Parents, I wonder how your children came home today.

They may have come through the door like a human hormone cyclone: exploding loudly through the room and leaving a trail of clothes, shoes, and backpacks—before raiding the pantry and departing quickly to level another section of the house.

They may have come in without a sound: head down, ear buds still embedded, communicating with only a series or grunts and nods which you’ve somehow magically learned to decipher.

They may have come in exuberantly after making the football team or devastated by a text-delivered break up or frustrated with that Math grade they can’t seem to get any higher than really low.

I don’t know how your children came home today—but likely they did come home.

If they did, get on your knees and be grateful.

If they did, consider yourself fortunate.

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[TigressDem]

1. My Grandkids are visiting, same applies. VERY grateful and happy.

I told them that when Grandpa heard their voice he popped up with a big smile on his face like someone said there was a sale at Micro Center. (GPa is a geek.) They laughed and you could tell they felt very special.

It hurts to think this could happen to them.

They just came back from a memorial for an 18 year old who grabbed his mother's gun out of her purse and blew out his brains right in front of her.

My Son's family was/is very close to that other family. My 16 year old grandson was playing online with the kid earlier that day. My Son and his family were there when it happened (except the youngest 9 years old, who was with us at the time). My son was building an apartment for the 18 year old in the basement of his Mother's house.

The argument the `18 year old had with his Mom only took minutes so no one else was able to realize and intervene.

He had mental health issues, but the hospital threw him out even though he told them he needed to stay because he was hearing voices telling him to kill himself 2 weeks prior to him actually killing himself.

So the fact that I am still blessed with my Grand kids even though the youngest is bouncing while waiting for me to finish this post so he can get on the PC.... is not lost on me.

I am very blessed.