The Sinister Scribe

It just doesn't seem real but I know that it is. Heard today that a friend visiting London is OK... if somewhat shaken. She was checking out of her hotel when the bomb went off. I don't know how near she was to it.

On the way home yesterday, I deliberately turned on the local NPR station. My son was in the car with me. I think he's old enough (7) to know some of what happens in the world and to know that not everyone is nice. He asked a few questions from the back seat while hunched over his gameboy. Knowing how his mind works, 3 months from now he'll be upset and angry about it. And have lots more questions.

Listening to NPR again on the way home today I had a lump in my throat and eyes ached from tears I wouldn't shed. So sad...

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2005-07-08 11:46 PM London Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Sad Read/Post Comments (0) Share on Facebook	It just doesn't seem real but I know that it is. Heard today that a friend visiting London is OK... if somewhat shaken. She was checking out of her hotel when the bomb went off. I don't know how near she was to it. On the way home yesterday, I deliberately turned on the local NPR station. My son was in the car with me. I think he's old enough (7) to know some of what happens in the world and to know that not everyone is nice. He asked a few questions from the back seat while hunched over his gameboy. Knowing how his mind works, 3 months from now he'll be upset and angry about it. And have lots more questions. Listening to NPR again on the way home today I had a lump in my throat and eyes ached from tears I wouldn't shed. So sad... Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top
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