A Moment to Pause

The special news report buzzed in my phone. Texts started rapidly flying one after the other. I looked down and my heart sank. Former President Trump had been shot. Then just as quickly, another update came that he was okay and had been taken to a local hospital. Next came a picture of the former president with the American flag flying behind him as blood streamed down his face. His fist in the air, he appeared defiant, yelling “fight, fight.” And then a statement from the Trump campaign that he was okay and a report that the suspected gunman was dead.

Chaos and screams ensued. What happened? Who did this? Oh, no. Not again. That’s what I felt when I saw the news. I closed my eyes. No, not again.