If you've seen or heard any media today, you already know a student named Jaylen Fryberg - who was by all accounts a great kid and homecoming prince - walked into the school cafeteria, walked up to a table of his friends, pulled a gun and started shooting them.
One girl died instantly. Four others are in extremely critical condition. And at the end of it all, Fryberg killed himself.
Whenever this happens, and it happens all too frequently, I always try to calm myself down with the same false mantra every other parent uses: it could never happen at my kid's school. I'm sure every parent at Marysville was thinking that until today.
There are so many things we didn't have when I was in school. One of them was school shootings. The worse that would happen back then is you'd get beat up by someone in a school gang. Not shot or stabbed, just beat up in a fist fight.
My thoughts and prayers are with everyone in Marysville tonight. I know how much I hate it when my kids are late getting home.
I can't imagine the agony of knowing they're never coming home again.
