Today was a horrible day. But no matter how heavy it felt for me or you or anyone else, it was far worse for Charlie Kirk’s wife and children. My heart breaks for them.
As a husband and father to two perfect and precious young girls, I can only imagine the pain Charlie’s wife and children are living through tonight—the void his wife and two children now feel from the absence of a husband and father.
A friend of mine messaged me tonight that as he gave his own young son a bath, he couldn’t help but think of how Charlie will never be able to do that again. The everyday moments of fatherhood — the ones we so often take for granted — are the very things Charlie’s children will now grow up without.
I am bereft of words but filled with emotions—grief, anger, despair, fury.
I spent the morning with my wife. We drove together to pick up my two and a half year old daughter from school. We parked and I received the news that Charlie had been shot. Shock quickly turned to nausea.
Just this morning, my wife told me that when she picked up our daughter from school yesterday, she asked, “Dada in car? Dada here?”
Today I was. And as I saw her smiling face approach the car—overcome with delight at the sight of her father—I was struck by the cruel contrast. My daughter’s joy is the very joy Charlie’s children have been robbed of. The simple, everyday miracle of a child running to their dad — something so ordinary, yet so sacred — is something they will never experience again.
I’ll have more to say on this tomorrow on my podcast. But the knot I’ve felt in my stomach all day remains. Tonight, I can only hold my own wife and daughters a little tighter — and pray for Charlie’s family, who no longer have that gift.
Charlie Kirk is a martyr. His death will not be in vain.
This was a tragedy that was felt deeply by so many. My heart breaks for his family, and all of us really. Pray heartily tonight and always!
Everything you said, Drew. We are devastated.