May 13, 1981

Today I stayed home and wrote Part One of my term paper. The Pope was shot today. Dear God, I just want you to know that I'm watching the videotapes of this event. One minute the Basilica (where the Pope was when he was shot) is full of love, happiness, unity. The next minutes, hundreds of people were all simultaneously drained of any of the wonderful emotions they were feeling and were suddenly and horribly struck with terror, grief and sadness. What a shock , to be so happy, and then to cry and some understandly couldn't cry. Everyone must have been so confused. Life and it's potential occurrances are so frighteningly unpredictable. What an absolutely horrible experience. It's like, well this is gross, but God, just picture me playing with my new born baby daughter. You know the love I have for the child. I'm elated. All of a sudden, my baby dies. God, how could you let something like this happen. It is so so sad. Look at all the people all over the world who were hurt.