It would be wrong of me to sit here behind the safety of my computer and pretend to have some great knowledge to impart. It would be a mistake for me to presume to have any sort of unifying message intended to mobilize us into inspired action. It would be false for me to try to make you think that I knew how to react to what happened in Orlando a couple of days ago. It would be a lie.
The truth is that I have no idea how to feel. I do not know how to react. I identify as a few things: a dad, a husband, a brother, a son, a runner, a fake-it-till-you-make-it entrepreneur. I still have a day job for f%#$& sake that requires me to do little more than sit at a series of desks all day long!
What do I know about hate? What do I know about terror? What do I even know about Orlando? I've been there a time or two on vacation. How can I relate?
I don't know what my reaction should be to the events in Orlando. Should it be rage? Sadness? Maybe disappointment? Confusion? Or perhaps helplessness? Should I be thankful that it wasn't me or anyone I love? Is that selfish?
I don't know what to say in times like these. So, I won’t try to provide any fake wisdom or inspiration. I won’t try to offer any consolation that I’ve not even found for myself yet. Help each other through these hard times. Hold each other close.
Till next week.