When my tears run dry and my heart stops aching, maybe then I can think more clearly.
But for right now, this moment, I need to believe that love is the answer.
I need to believe that hate has no home here and will not dominate our beautiful country. I need love to be the answer.
I need love to be what keeps the people who lost their sons and daughters, brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, best friends and soulmates, alive and lifted up.