When I was 9 and a 3rd grader at Hubbard Woods Elementary School in Winnetka, IL, a disturbed woman entered my school with several handguns and opened fire on a second grade classroom. She killed one child, Nicky Corwin, and shot 5 other children as well as a young man whom she took hostage in a neighboring house. She then took her life. I was in Mrs. Fribley’s 3rd grade classroom. I remember the spelling test we were taking and the commotion in the hallway. Doors were locked, yellow police tape surrounded our school. Our principal came to our classroom, sat us on the rug and with blood all over his shirt and tie, shared what had happened. This was May 20th, 1988. 34 years ago. I’m very private and don’t like to share publicly in this way but there is a well of trauma that lives in me and it rises to the surface with each of these horrifying events. I am devastated for the Uvalde community and the Buffalo community and the countless other communities that have been shattered by this violence. My heart is broken for the parents, and grandparents, the sisters and brothers and aunts and uncles...and the educators. I am angry. So incredibly angry at our lawmakers for failing over and over again. I will use this anger and trauma and deep sadness to do something. Because we simply cannot continue to accept these monstrous acts. I am done feeling helpless. I will do whatever I can to to effect change for our children. Please, please channel your sadness and anger and do the same. @momsdemand @everytown