Every morning Ryan’s phone alarm sounds, and then the radio alarm. With snooze this goes on for awhile – redundant ringtones cycling periodically interchanging with the sound of the radios music or the morning show.
Today started like every day with the alarms, then I when into a “tickle-in-my-throat” coughing fit – which lead to Ryan saying “did you hear what they just said on the radio????” “….no” “There was a huge disaster at Aurora Town Center’s movie theater for the Premiere of The Dark Night. Some guy opened fire and like 50 people are injured.”
There are no words for that type of news, and honestly – part of me thought that it was a fictional story that was concocted in-half awake dreamland from different things he heard during the alarm cycle. The other part – knew it was real.
The Aurora Town Center is less than 15 Minutes from our home. I went to massage school literally walking distance from the Cinema just years ago. We shop the mall that shares a parking lot and we shop the Town Center shopping center frequently for trips to AT&T, Target, or the occasional trip to Jamba Juice. It’s an area we know well.
Ryan got up, and went to the bathroom to show and get ready for his day as usual. I rolled over to my phone and hopped on Twitter. Twitter is the source where I could find out everything I wanted to know from just about every news source in the country.
There it was the hashtags: #theatreshooting #theatershooting with the words of shooting, murder, Aurora CO, prayers – all accommodating the tweets, filling my newsfeed. It was real. So real. But little did we know that tragedy wouldn’t even feel like enough to describe the situation.
Following the links to news source web pages filled with info, videos, interviews of witnesses. It was real. It was so real. A type of real we will never understand because we weren’t there. Listening to the interviews of witnesses describing the scene of the massacre, of those wounded, children dead, virtual nightmares and images I can’t even imagine having in my head cycling over and over again.
One individual that lost her life, by the name of Jessica Ghawli just wrote last month about being blessed to escape the shooting, she missed being involved in last month. (you can read her post her).
So many lost their lives, and honestly, I expected the suspect to be some person with a troubled past with huge run-ins with the law, but instead it was a 24 year old, that was here for his PhD in neuroscience and his only run-in with the cops was a previous parking ticket.
It makes me really think, really wonder – what pushes someone to that point? Pushes someone to murder a mass amount of people of all ages, adults, men, women and children. What pushes someone to planning out such an attack? To go through the process of having all the equipment of the toxic gas he tossed into the crowd, and the multiple guns he used while taking lives throughout the theatre. If that wasn’t enough, a neighbor reported to a news source here in CO that at 12:30am, there was loud music barring from the suspects apartment, sounding as if it was the same song on repeat, and then we find out his apartment is booby-trapped??! What pushes someone to that premeditated point? It’s different from a random mental breakdown and doing something on a whim. The suspect had a bright future if he wanted it, what pushed him to that point?
The situation is such a tragedy, and honestly, I’m not sure I will ever get the situation out of my head next time we think about going to the movie theatre, and especially if we do. We aren’t frequent movie theatre goers, because Of the expense, but it makes you really think.
There has always been some kind of violence in our world, in our country, in our society, in our individual states, and communities – but looking at it, looking at all the tragedy lately, and throughout the news – people can’t do to schools, malls, or the movies like they used to. Honestly, it breaks my heart, and breaks it to pieces.
As far as I know, no one we know what involved or effected directly by this #theatershooting tragedy – and for that I am so very grateful for, but it really makes you realize how grateful we all need to be for every.single.day that we have in our lives, and thankful for all of those who are in our lives. We will certainly be praying for all those involved in the situation in their time of loss, need and heartbreak. And maybe it’s just me, but it makes me even grateful for the baby kicks, and being able to hug my husband, because I’m truly blessed and this life is so, so precious.