In the face of tragedy, of great heartache so cross it is unbearable, we must continue to do the one thing we fear most when the dust settles on the morrow…Remain steadfast and true. Be fearless when the sun rises, be brave, and have hope for a future where differences are celebrated and explored and taught so the paths of our children are lined with opportunity and not fraught with peril. For if we cower to will of the madmen, then we empower the few over the many. If it is my body they wish, there may be little I can do.
They may have my blood, but they will never have my spirit.
Nous somme avec vous.
