I'm a writer. I'm supposed to have words. Always. But today there are none.
And I have no words. There's no way to explain something like this. No way to put into words the feelings of shock, of anger, of helplessness. Of grief, not for myself - I was lucky; my family and friends are safe - but for everyone who wasn't so blessed.
There are no words for the lives lost, the innocence lost, the peace lost. For all of us.
Most of all, I'm proud to be Norwegian today. I'm proud of the way my people and my government handled the crisis. Proud that there was no fingerpointing, no instant jump to a conclusion that - as it turns out - would have been wrong. Proud that we rose above, that there was no retaliation against people who are just as shocked, disbelieving, and angry as the rest of us, even if their skin is a different color.
Proud that of all the pictures of the senselessness, this is the one that made its way around the interwebs in record time, with the caption "this is a picture everyone should see."
I pray that in the days and weeks to come, we'll be able to hold on to those feelings of tolerance, of brotherhood, of solidarity and love... and that they'll help us get through this, to once again be the city of peace that we were before July 22nd, 2011.