I posted this a year ago a week after returning home from the Life is Beautiful festival in Las Vegas. Remembering all of those who were lost to gun violence on that day and since then.
Most of my dearest friends and even my husband are in my life because I first met them at a festival or concert.
They’re my soul family and I love them so much.
When bands announce their tours and festivals announce their dates, my excitement goes thru the roof because I know I’m going to get to reunite with my family to do what we love to do.
The people at that festival in Vegas were there for the same reasons. Actually, last weekend I was there with my husband doing the exact same thing as them dancing around without a care in the world in what felt like my safe happy place. That’s where this photo was taken.
It could have been us. It could have been you. It could have been your best friend, sister, brother or that person you see at every show.
Actually it was us because those people in Las Vegas attending that festival are us.
I’m having trouble wrapping my brain around how that must have been for those in attendance. Bullets raining down on their safe happy place…
Something’s got to change.
Added today:
How much has changed? I doesn’t seem like that much. What can we do? Leave a comment and start a conversation about it. I’d like to hear all sides of the spectrum. Please refrain from attacking anyone for an opinion that is different from yours. Loving questioning is welcomed. Thank you.
