[blparent] We're fine.

[Jo Elizabeth Pinto]

Thanks for the good wishes.  I don't know what my problem is.  I've still 
been getting panic attacks every time I have to leave home, where my 
breathing gets really fast and I feel shaky and queasy, and a couple of 
times I've started crying out of nowhere.  I feel selfish for being so upset 
when, thank God, I wasn't directly affected.

The news is just filled with tragic stories.  The youngest person killed was 
a six-year-old girl.  Her mom is in critical condition in the hospital, and 
they're not telling her about her daughter for fear she'll give up the 
fight.  There was an interview with a man who told how his son got stuck 
under one of the seats in the theater, and people were yelling at him to 
leave the kid, but he wouldn't.  He finally got his son to turn his head so 
he could be pulled out.  There was an athlete who had big dreams of a 
college scholarship; he's now paralyzed.  There was a young man who was shot 
in the eye, but not killed.  There's a husband in critical condition while 
his wife is ready to go into labor any day.  The three-month old baby was 
only grazed, thank God.  A friend of mine has a friend who is in the Middle 
East right now, and she says it's ironic that her home town experienced such 
violence in a "safe" country while she's "safe" in a dangerous place.  But 
it's one interview after another.  The 24-year-old med student who is 
responsible bought all of his guns legally, got body armor and even a helmet 
online, went into the theater, propped the door open, then left to change 
into the armor and returned.  He said he couldn't see anybody in particular, 
he just threw a tear gas canister and then fired a hundred rounds into the 
crowd.  I've finally had to just shut off the TV and radio so I don't go to 
pieces.

Life goes on.  We have an appointment where my stepson's parents and I will 
go to meet a panel of experts and answer questions, moving toward a 
diagnosis of Asperger's or autism for my stepson.  He registers for school 
Tuesday afternoon.  I don't know where the summer went!

Jo Elizabeth

"A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a 
song." Maya Angelou
-----Original Message----- 
From: Jennifer Jackson
Sent: Friday, July 20, 2012 6:10 AM
To: 'Blind Parents Mailing List'
Subject: Re: [blparent] We're fine.

Sheila, your message is short, but really says what is so important when
facing a tragedy. I have found in recent years that the prayer I pray most
often is for someone's family to find peace and love in their hearts after
the pain. I started praying it in response to war news. It is my greatest
wish for my children and myself, and for the world.

The harder part is knowing what to tell our children, which is just part of
that wanting to protect them from the world thing..


Jennifer



-----Original Message-----
From: blparent-bounces at nfbnet.org [mailto:blparent-bounces at nfbnet.org] On
Behalf Of Sheila Leigland
Sent: Sunday, July 22, 2012 3:08 AM
To: Blind Parents Mailing List
Subject: Re: [blparent] We're fine.

Hi, it's a scary time right now. I'm glad to know that your family is fine.
Blessings and peace to you all.

Sheila Leigland

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