Lately, I've seen a lot of commentary about how people from Newtown dread getting the question, "where are you from?" when they are out and about. They don't want to see the sorrow in that person's eyes when they hear the answer. They don't want to see the pity.
Go ahead and ask me where I am from. I am more than happy to tell you. Allow me a few minutes of your time to bend your ear about what it means to be from Newtown. How proud I am to be a lifelong member of a community that banded together under the worst possible circumstances to take care of their own. That have worked tirelessly to ensure that the people we loved most are never forgotten. Give me ten minutes of your time to explain how special this community is. How we are going to be the driving force behind nationwide change. Because this community has too much spirit to ever give up a fight that will ensure that a tragedy like this will never be again repeated. Not on our watch. Not if we have anything to say about it.
Six months have gone by. Do you think there is one person in this town that doesn't stop what they are doing for a few minutes each day to remember? We remember. Every day. And remembering makes us strong. Remembering says to the world that we are better than the atrocious acts of one coward. That one coward will never define us. We will be defined by our actions after the unthinkable. By our ability to push through the darkness and find the light again.
With that said, allow me a moment to show you where I am from. Let me show you what you are missing out on by not being a part of our community. Don't pity us, believe in us. Every one should be as fortunate as we are. To live side by side the people of this amazing community is a privilege. It is an absolute honor.
We Are Newtown.