She left. Sobbing and crying as she went; her pain crashing over me like waves on the seashore. I feel her suffering just as I feel the tension in the room. Shock and disbelief fill our eyes as we look to one another for comfort; for some semblance of understanding or explanation. There is no explanation. We huddle in small groups making ourselves smaller and less of a target for the angry ones. World without reason, world without love, world filled with hurting people I embrace you as you are and pray for peace.