I second that motion Valerie. I know for me personally, I feel more vulnerable already since my daughter was born four years ago. Not only having a child changes you as we all know, but to have a medical condition to add, makes you feel all the more vulnerable. The fact that yes, things CAN happen to you. You are no longer "the other" people. I have examined my own mortality right after I had my daughter.  I personally feel I am faced with my daughter's mortality upon almost every illness that comes through her life. Not EVERY illness, but enough to remind me that life is so precious. Today as I sit here at my desk that vulnerablity has just increase ten fold since this nighmare started. The million "what if's" that has ran through my mind as I sleep next to my daughter since this terrible event has unfolded. So paranoid as to sleep with all her meds. in the nightstand next to me. Call me paranoid, I guess I am. I am fortunate she is only four and still can go through the day pretty much uneffected. She did ask me why I was crying when all this first happended. At first I tried to hide my tears. Then I thought to myself that she needs to know what true compassion is. American compassion. It is not hiding your tears. I gave her a brief explaination that something VERY bad happened to some very nice people and it made me sad. I told her it was very far. (Although New York has never felt so close to Ohio.) I believe it really depends on the child's age on how much information you can give and have it be absorbed. I can't imagine the questions Roberta has to answer. Nor can I even imagine what the children of all the men and women lost to this unspeakable crime can be told. Their security is gone, literally. They said it was hundreds of children that were to be left without one of their parents. The only suggestion I have is to pray. It is the only way I can fall asleep lately at night, is saying my rosary. United we stand. I broke down in tears when I heard the Congress pledge alligence to our flag. Something I have said a million times in school. Yet the words seem to reverberate through my soul. Pray. That is all we have, that is all we have ever had. That is all I have ever known to get through any kind of trouble in my life. God bless. Peace.