I spent the last 48 hours with my five-year-old niece. A set of hours that immediately followed a horrifying tragedy in Connecticut where 20 children her age were brutally and senselessly murdered.
Friday night, in another state that is not Connecticut, a family also lost their daughter. Not to a human murderer, but to something just as senseless. Cancer. Lily Anderson fought a long, difficult, and painful battle against this disease. (Watch her sing the National Anthem)
My niece wildly draped her legs across me while we slept. She had the TV turned up too loud. She made messes. She dropped her breakfast on the ground.
I hugged her. Held her. Kissed her. Told her that I loved her.
Life is so fragile.