Dear Minneapolis

I am so sorry.

I know you have had some people go. I don't know what to say. I am so sorry.

For all the parents who just don't know. I am so sorry. I wish I could hug you all, get all of you coffee and tea, maybe pour some bourbon. Get you blankets, rub your backs, hold your hands, grab the Kleenex, and do whatever I can do to help you, even if that meant just being there.

For all those who may have gotten hurt. I wish I could be there to bandage your wounds and hold your hands. I am so sorry.

I do not understand why tragedies like this happen. I will never know. If it comforts you to hold tightly on to your faith, please do so. You all are in my thoughts.