Iím walking out of the gym, laughing about what my coach said about my deadlift. I step out into the sun and reach into my gym bag to pull out my phone. I flip up the screen, turn off the do not disturb button, and instantly my phone is bombarded with texts, all from my kids and my husband. The first one that comes through is:

 

ďIf I donít make it I love you and I appreciated everything you did for me.Ē

Itís my high school senior. The one who just signed a commitment to UC Denver and put a deposit down on her first apartment. Thereís an active shooter at her high school.

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