Earlier this year, my family was punched in the emotional gut numerous times in a matter of weeks.

Two officers were shot in my small hometown just twenty minutes away from where I now live. Tragically, one died and the other is still recovering. As a pastor and chaplain, my husband went on the scene to seek to minister to the hospital staff and emergency crews. Because of that, we felt a sense of closeness to the situation and the crisis haunted us for weeks and months just as it did so many others.