Even without seeing tragedies firsthand, it’s still likely that most of us are grieving.
Last Sunday night, my fiancé and I went to an early evening viewing of "Ghostbusters."
We grabbed our snacks, settled into our seats, the lights dimmed, and then the standard pre-movie reminder about "noticing which exits are around you in case of emergencies" was announced. And I felt a wave of panic grip me.
"What on earth is this about?!" I thought to myself shakily.