Another Senseless Shooting

We only get a few days, or if we're lucky a few weeks, before the news of another senseless shooting takes over our airwaves. I get alerts on my phone of major events from the LA Times. Obviously those alerts were going off all day today, especially since this happened in my little corner of the world. I watched all the early coverage on the live feed on my computer at work. I spent most of that time wondering how the family and friends of the victim will find the strength to go on. How do you deal with sending your loved one off to work, and not having them ever come home again? Do you struggle to remember their last words, the last thing you said to them, the last touch, the last kiss? How do you accept that finality? How do you wake up tomorrow? Especially when it happens at the hands of an unstable element with access to guns: high-powered unnecessary assault weapons. I know that, in a society unwilling to give up guns, or even agree to stricter gun controls, this event will occur again and again and again--in another workplace, another school, another mall. I can accept illness, car accidents, plane crashes, and the wrath of Mother Nature. I don't like any of those things, and some have affected me personally, but I understand them. What I have a very hard time with is dealing with man's inhumanity to man. How is it possible to point a gun at another human being and pull the trigger? It is completely unfathomable to me. I realize I've probably written these same exact words in an earlier blog post commenting on another shooting. And I wonder how many more times I'll have to write them again.