It seem surreal to me to, yet again, be shielding my children from tragedy. Keeping away the newspapers, choosing to talk about Monday only after they are fast asleep. Then today Sophia and Roman told ME that there was a bombing in Boston. They heard about it at school. In class, from other classmates. It took me off guard. But in that moment I knew I would need to try to explain to them what happened. But how do we explain such madness? Gently. Honestly. Giving them just enough information, but definitely not too much.
We sat down as a family at dinner and talked. Talked about how some "bad person or people" hurt innocent people. But that the "good guys" will find them, as they always do, and the bad ones will be sent to a place where they will never hurt anyone again.
At the same time, it's very important to me for my children to understand that there really are still good people in this world. That the world is not full of "bad guys". To teach them to have faith in humanity. If more people had faith, maybe this world would be a better place.
Hold your family close, shake hands with your neighbors, smile at a stranger, random acts of kindness for all. Let's not wait for tragedy to strike to be the humans we all should be!