I woke up this morning to the barrage of media covering yet another unimaginable mass shooting. The families and extended communities of 17 high school children must now grapple with the loss of the lives that were and the lives that would have been. As I sit here writing this post with tears in my eyes, I am struggling with the overwhelming need to will away the inner voice that is asking, “What if it had been my student?  What if it had been my child?”