Not just another Friday

A way to donate to those that suffered in a terrible tragedy

WHEN I GROW UP - Copyright Christine SternfelsIt was an ordinary morning.  Everyone got ready for the day like any other Friday.  Dad’s in the shower thinking of his presentation that afternoon, mom’s in the kitchen packing lunch and checking the family’s calendar for the weekend, the kids are half awake rubbing the sleep off their eyes.  Everyone was doing their thing.

Some families sat down for breakfast, others just grabbed something and dashed off to work and some sipped their coffee while the kids worked on their bowls of cereal, then off to school they went.

A few hours into the morning, the phone rings.  Your child’s school is in lock-down.  Someone decided to do a terrible thing and your child’s situation is unclear.  Is she alive?  Did he get hurt?  What’s going on?  Dear God, please let them be ok, please let them be ok.

The lives of families who lost their loved ones that…

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