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I hate how often I'm reminded of the fact that because no one died during the school shooting at my younger daughter's high school 9 years ago that we were lucky.
I feel horrible about it, and how horrible it must be for those greiving over the deaths of their children. I feel angry that we seem unable to actually implement the obvious solution.
And I feel glad my girl came home unharmed. It is possible to feel both happy and angry at the same time.
I wish I didn't know that.