Ya, startling title huh... well, that's how I felt when my 10 year old daughter said it. Some background... a little girl, age 8, named Sandra Cantu was kidnapped and murdered last month. She disappeared from her mobile home park and her neighbor, mom of her friend, and sunday school teacher is now facing charges for her murder, with "special circumstances" which I will not repeat. The news has been, of course, all over the story and after a couple weeks the saturation coverage has eased a little. Not something I like my kiddo hearing about constantly.
So, why that statement? The news was discussing the large number of people that came out to try to find the girl and the thousands of people that came out to a public memorial for the girl. My daughter's complete remark was "If I were murdered, a WHOLE bunch of people would help find me. I mean ... all of NASA [the car club, not the space organization], LOTS of runners, people from the flight club, my aunts and uncles and gradmas and grandpas, my friends and all of the people at the Y. A lot of people love me."
While the thought of my daughter thinking about being murdered is not at all pleasant. I'm very glad that she knows that she is loved by many, many people. She deserves it. I hope and pray that she will never, ever, have to experience the proof of that love in that way.
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