I remember that I was just about to go to bed (it was a school night) and something I saw online about the shooting prompted me to search for news on CBC. I remember sitting on the carpet in the doorway of my bedroom, scrolling through articles and pictures in disbelief and horror, calling my roommate out to tell her what had happened, and not knowing what to do. Eventually we both made ourselves go to bed. Went to a vigil that week. I tried to inform myself about the victims, about the aftermath, but slowly it has dropped from my consciousness, and it feels much further away than a year ago. I needed this reminder.