Every once in awhile my job in news starts to get to me. This is one of those weeks. Kienan Herbert was kidnapped last Wednesday and i have been heartbroken and sick with worry ever since. Not because I know him. Not because i have kids and can relate- but because i empathized for his family. It’s also the 10 year anniversary of 9/11 (in case you live in a cave and hadn’t noticed). Most weeks news like this would come and go and not really sink in for me- but this week in taking it all in.
The fantastic news is that while becoming invested in a story can be heart breaking- it can be heart warming as well. Kienan was returned to his home in the early hours of this morning, 9/11. Thank god, because this 9/11 talk is seriously bumming me out, and I really needed something to celebrate.