Every year my brain knows December 6th is coming. Every year around the end of November I think “oh here it comes” and every year it arrives like a kick to the guts. The 14 lives lost. The 13 wounded. The countless lives changed forever. None got to get old, to have sore knees, to love, to be loved, to have kids or careers or adventure or heartbreak. May we remember them and never stop fighting for a better world.